Piano

I just had this very strange thought. When I was three my parents wanted me to take piano lessons. I was terrified of strangers, sat in the corner and cried. This occurred every time he came over to teach me. All I wanted to do at that age was dance. I wanted to be a ballerina like every other little girl. I actually couldn't even say piano! I would say pee-plano. No matter what my parents did, I could not grasp the fact that it was piano, it was always pee-plano. Regardless, my teacher would leave the piano books at my keyboard and would come back for my lesson the following week. I never played in front of him and as far as my parents were concerned, I wanted nothing to do with the pee-plano. Every time I thought no one was looking however, I'd sit down and try and learn to play.

It's funny to me to know that for someone who wanted nothing to do with music when I was younger, I am now a music major and it's all I want to do with my life.