Recently I have acquired an unexpected appreciation for music. I'm not sure where it came from, but it seems very natural. Usually I don't even listen to the radio, which many people seem to think is due to some sort of chemical deficiency. They ask, "Don't you like music?" I love music. I just dont seem to want to listen to it very often.

I never was very good at making music myself. In the fourth grade I made a weak attempt at playing the flute in the school band. I went to three band rehearsals and never practiced. I don't think that I ever really made a sound when I tried blowing into that instrument, so I guess it really didn't make a difference. After the year was over, I felt some of my first feelings of regret regarding music. I felt bad that I hadn't even tried to learn the flute and decided to make a comeback, only this time i would really get into it. In the fifth grade I waited until the very last possible minute to sing up for the band, and ended up playing the coronet inste

When I first decided to start playing piano again, it was suprisingly easier than I thought. My sister and I learned a simple duet in about an hour and then another in ten minutes. I have been trying to work on more difficult pieces, but they seem to take an eternity to learn. Fortunately, I still remember some of what I learned in my earlier piano lessons. Even though I quit so many years ago, I didn't fail. I remembered several important aspects of music, which helped immensely in my "great musical comeback."

Most of the time, I am convinced that if I could go back in time and set things right, I wouldn't. I consider the mistakes I have made in the past to be learning experiences that will keep me from making similar mistakes in the future. Those mistakes are valuable in creating my character. Playing piano, however, is different. If possible, I would gladly jump back in time and not let myself quit. Nothing good comes out of knowing that I quit playing, and giving up isn't worth the regret that follows it. I know that I can't go back and fix it. All I can do is sit down on my piano bench and start reading the sheet music. Since I didn't give enough effort before, I have to give twice or three times the effort now.

I think just about everyone on this planet has, at one time in their lives, taken piano lessons. Young and not exactly a budding musician, I loved the sound of the piano and dreamed

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