Back to piano. I really like my teacher. She's super nice and makes playing piano look easy! Blaze had his lesson first, and I sat down to read my book. But I barely got through a page because I could not take my eyes off of Blaze's fingers moving across the keys. He is really good! I had one of those proud-big-sister moments and basically smiled like a lunatic for most of his lesson.
Then my lesson came and I realized how awesome it feels to hear music that actually sounds like music and to know that you're the one making the music.
I had never really seriously thought about taking lessons until one day at school when I got hurt in P.E. The school nurse was helping me and she remarked on my long fingers and asked if I played piano. Then my grandma started taking lessons and asked if Blaze and I wanted to start and now I'm glad I said yes.
And now I want to shower and eat because we got back from the beach a few minutes ago. But first I want to share a poem I wrote on Saturday. I was really sad when I wrote this because I found out that a really good friend of mine is moving away:
Broken in Half by moi
I was given a gift
A gift that was you
One year, I spent
Holding onto you
Then He looked down
And found me content
My life was fine
My life was pleasant
He said, "What she needs
Is to know who I am,
The things I can do,
That I indeed can
Take all that she has
And through it away.
Don't get too attached
Don't hold on, I say."
So now you are gone.
I need to let go.
Not hold on so tight.
My broken heart, sew.
*sob*
Yeah. I'm still working on that last line. What else rhymes with "go"...
But I guess it's true. God can give and God can take away.
I'm going to sign off before I go off on a rant.
*more sobbing* |
--Abby
I didn't know you were taking piano thats awesome!
ReplyDeleteThanks! I'm pretty excited about it:)
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