Essay 8 My loss

This evening, I watched TV with my roommate together. As we saw a piano concert, we were pleased by the wonderful melody from the piano. Which also remined me of a memory about piano. I had an experience of learning piano for six years. My mom told me that I had specific image about the piano. I would play the piano without any lyric as long as it was available, but at that time I was just a little kid who even couldn’t say any word. When I was around five years old, I owned my own piano. At the beginning I was very excited as well as curious. I studied the piano under a personal teacher. And I needed to take two classes every week and practiced it for two hours everyday. For a five-year-old little girl, playing the piano had no any meaning just for curiosity. At the very beginning, I was pleased to play and practice under the curiosity. But soonly, I felt tired of it, I disliked to sit there for two hours with the movement of fingers only, I got fidgety of practicing the same song but always didn’t do well. I cried and told my mom that I didn’t want to learn it anymore. but the answer I got from my mom was if I didn’t practice then she would not buy me any candy. Therefore, I spent an unpleasant time with my piano until I was eight years old. I changed my attitude toward the piano as I watched a performance of Richard from TV. Because of him I started enjoying playing the piano and really loving it. From that time, I clearly knew what I wanted. I dreamed of being a pianist as him. So I practiced hardly even without the supervision of my mom. I was happy and longed for classes every week. My teacher commended that I had obvious advancement for my skill and I was very happy at that time. However, I faced to a big problem when I was in my last year in primary school. As the exam for entering middle school was coming, I put all my attention to study and had to give up piano. In the meanwhile, what I gave up was my dream of being an excellent pianist. I lost the chance of being a pianist but I am not sad or regretful about it because I’m also enjoying my life now. Even I can’t play the piano as a pianist but it’s also one of my hobbies so I play it sometimes. It makes me happy and it’s magic that I would forget those sad things as I am playing. Piano is my best friend forever!