Playing piano during performances gave me important experiences in my life. The average temperature seemed to be increasing exponentially to 36 centigrade during the last days of June in Taiwan. Occasionally, my fingers would run numerous miserable laps around the keyboard. At the end of the practice, my fingers would be sweat and tremble, and I would have developed the hyperthyroidism-like symptoms. “If you don’t get any prize from this competition, you would have to practice seven hours a day”, my piano teacher used to warm. So I used to dislike playing piano. But more practice made me better in playing music. Though, I counted down the days till the piano competition, swearing never to touch the keys on my piano keyboard again
I hated playing piano when I was a child because it sounded noisy and stupid while I was practicing. Moreover, my piano teacher was a severe and harsh person. She hated mistakes but I didn’t like to follow notations on music, most of time, I created my own music. She was always mad at me about that. Once time she blamed me for making stupid music and not trying hard enough to learn from those great musicians. I felt dejected and hurt. I screamed at her and cried very loudly. I hated the way she always criticized me. Therefore, I stopped taking piano lessons from her. However, I continued to take my piano lesson with another teacher when I was in ninth grade. During that summer, I gave my first recital. Notes on my music were nearly covered by my red pen, and I looked forward to practice, imagining that cheers and applauses from audiences of my following concerts. I was feeling excitation when my fingers were exercising on keyboard that made small quantity of endorphins released It’s the personal importance that playing piano for me makes life all the difference. I was nervous to perform in front of everyone. I couldn't control my fingers because they were shaking so badly. My sweat dropped on the keys, but eventually I did my best in my first recital. I received a lot of applause from the audiences. At that moment, I was very grateful to my first strict teacher. She was the reason that I could do so well on my performance.
Great story!
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