My Experience In My Life

I sat and listened to the beautiful yet invigorating song being played on the piano. I reminisced about the future, when I would be able to play such a complex piece of music. Six years later I sat awaiting my turn to perform this piece of music I had so long dreamed about. I felt butterflies dancing in my stomach, but at the same time I felt a sense of peace and contentment. I played this song flawlessly and from that moment on, I knew that I wanted to use my knowledge and talent of playing the piano to change the world for the better. I desired to impact young, aspiring piano students just as the song that impacted my life so long ago. I long to do so by studying music in college and continue to teach piano.

Throughout my life, I have been taken by music. However, it was not until my 8th grade year in middle school that I realized that I could be a musician for the rest of my life. Before that, music just seemed like something to keep me out of trouble. I wasn’t the best player at that time, and I still knew very little about it all. How could something like that ever support someone? Still, it was the only talent that I could find any success in, and it was still very enjoyable, so I wanted to still give it a shot.

In the first grade, I picked up a clarinet. It was my sister’s, collecting dust while waiting for me to play it. From the moment I produced my first sound, an ear-piercing squeal that frightened my dog, the path of my life took a turn for the better. I began teaching myself for the following three years, along with learning from my sister how to properly play the beautiful instrument. The music pushed me out of my comfort zone: concerts that forced me onstage, tests that made me play difficult songs, and teachers that pushed me to be an exceptional player. From the shy elementary school student I used to be to the outgoing band member I take joy in being today, music has shaped my everyday life.

It wasn’t until that summer I walked across a bright yellow home. Through the windows, I could see an Asian woman was playing a beautiful song on her black grand piano. The sound of her music was like a stream of water running quietly through the green forest. From that moment, I became inspired to learn how to play the piano. I decided to take piano lessons with her and made it a goal to learn how to play the piano. My piano teacher, Ms. Li, was my role model because she showed me that there are unique and fascinating things people can learn to do in this world. As days turned to months and months turned into years, I continued to strive to become my inspiration. Many times, I felt like the Indians on the reservation and just wanted to give up because I felt it was too hard to make it to the top. Eight years later, I’ve completed my piano training. Today, people would always compliment my style of playing when I would play the piano. Sometimes I would come across a very young boy or girl who wanted to learn how to play the piano after they heard me play. I told them, “If you put your mind to it, you can do anything.” My piano teacher has been and will always be my inspiration and role model. Today, I have become a role model and inspiration for many people who want to learn how to play the piano. Role models and heroes are important in shaping people’s personalities and qualities because they provide people with goals to strive for.

Music has always been integral in my life. During my childhood, when I was four years old, I pressed my fingers on an oven handle like a piano. Throughout my childhood years I listened to my mom’s old-school mix CD’s, along with the Pandora music app on my old Kindle. In fifth grade, I picked up the piano. My alto saxophone studies began in seventh grade. When high school arrived, I turned my focus to guitar and voice. The more knowledge I absorbed, the more knowledge I craved. My decision to pursue music was also influenced by the inspirations I’ve encountered on my journey so far.

Why am I still playing the piano? Why in the whole world am I still playing any instrument, I mean, I can’t even play a single one. Not even the triangle. I got fired by the school orchestra back in high school. But I love the music.

Having been sponsored to leave China and study in the states, I had seemingly abandoned my piano career; my family simply did not have the funds to purchase another piano for me or pay for lessons. This changed when I received 50% off piano tuition from Cape Cod Conservatory and a grant from Olive Cahoon Classical Piano Scholarship Awards in order to pursue my future piano study in the US. Remarkably, I had also been donated a piano from John Gage, allowing me to pursue my passion. I simply could not comprehend the generosity of these strangers whom I had never met. Instead of furthering my own need, I now take time to volunteer for local charities and places in need, such as playing piano in senior homes, volunteering in hospitals and elementary

The musical sliver stick that everyone calls a flute, changed my life 180 degrees. Ever since I played the flute, people came up to me and told me how great of a musician I was. Most of the times I was just confused. In fact, I really didn’t know what they were talking about. I was the one that never practiced at home. The flute was never the joy of my life. It was a struggle to play that sliver thing outside of the band hall at my school. Every time I had a solo contest, region try-outs or competitions, I was never ready to play the music. But some how I managed to play all the way through with no mistakes and grabbed the audience’s attention. It wasn’t until my last semester of my sophomore year, when I finally realized that I actually had some kind of

My life has always been tied to the piano in some shape or form. I can remember the first notes I ever produced. They came from a large Cable upright piano that had sat unused and out of tune for decades. From my early childhood and on my relationship with the piano consisted of nothing more than fleeting encounters. Some days I would sit down and simply play notes I thought sounded nice, but mostly the piano acted as a decoration in my home. It wasn 't until moving to Oklahoma to be with my mother 's family that anything serious developed concerning the piano. I had always been far away from my family, so when I met up with my grandmother we took the time to catch up. She mentioned that my mother used to play the piano quite well. Up until that point I had never given the piano much thought, but I began to think about my mother and all the old piano books she had accumulated from her adolescence. That set in motion my desire to learn how to play and an eventual reappraisal of the way I looked at music and the world around me.

The piano was there as long as I could imagine, and after six years of playing that monster, you don’t quit, it’s just not practical. The cello came in when I was 10, I was small at that time, a little over 4 feet, and after 3 years of practice and hard work, you don’t give up. Cramped, constricted, confined, in my state of mind these two instruments made me feel that I lost my freedom, my body frozen, only able to move my fingers and my hands, and nothing more. Yet I played both, unable to comprehend why cello made me feel

The story “Two Kinds” was about this girl after losing everything but her mother, moved to San Francisco and there they put dreams that they wanted to go to U.S. So the mother wanted her daughter to be someone and wanted to be good at it so she put the daughter into piano lessons and after practice she went to a talent show and she failed but after years she was perfect at it. So whenever you feel like quiting just keep practicing.

In my house, we have always had a piano, but none of my family members knew how to play it. My mom taught me a very basic understanding including how to read the notes on the staff and how the notes correspond to each key on the piano, but that was all that she knew. In time, I grew to love the feeling of playing music from the heart. In continuing to play, I taught myself to play complex pieces because it made me feel satisfied and content. Now, I am able to play a vast variety of songs including jolly Christmas music, playful video game soundtracks, and beautiful melodies by Yiruma and Chopin. Throughout the years, music has evolved into an incredible stress reliever and source of enjoyment in my daily life.

As the ivory keys moved up and down I listened to the sweet sound of my grandma's piano playing. I knew that I wanted to be a piano player and that If I were to do that, then my grandma would have to teach me so that one day I could play just like her. I started playing piano when I was seven and I have been playing ever since. My grandma has taught me for five years and will continue to teach me. Piano is very big and important in my family. My cousins play and my grandma also teaches them and we all have to practice for her and other activities. Piano playing has shaped me into the person I am today because having a good attitude,practice, and hard work has helped me by teaching lessons that will help me know what I want to be when I grow up.

Have you ever wondered what would it be to play the piano? Have you ever fantasized about playing like Chopin, Beethoven, Mozart? But maybe you realized that it took a lot of work and probably it wouldn't be as fun as it sounds, so you never learned how to play it. Well, you are a little right and a little wrong. Playing piano is fun, it keeps your brain active (which means fewer chances of brain diseases), it brings a creative outlet for your emotions, it helps with your coordination, you can play piano at any age, it reduces stress, it helps you be more focused, etc. There are few things more full-filling than learning a really difficult piece and be able to play it without any mistake. But, playing the piano is not just toying around with the piano keys. It involves effort, time, sacrifice, a lot of music theory, a lot of practice, a lot of memory and a lot of frustration, but from my own experience, it's worth it. Playing piano changed my life because it brought many blessings in my life, such as happiness, friendships, moments that I will treasure forever, and it improved my self-esteem.

There’s never been a time where I’d wish music wasn’t in my life or that I’d wish I never learned how to play anything. I remember when I was young and I had finally gotten into school I learned about the stringed instruments in class. I was really intrigued and wanted to play one instantly so, when I came home I talked about it non stop all the time. Normally when a kid wants something or thinks something is cool they lose interest after a while but this was different because I was passionate about it before I even got the chance to play anything. I talked about it so much my parents eventually got me and violin for my 4th of 5th birthday and take private lessons. I was excited to start but when I finally started I wasn’t as eager to go back after a full month of going. I liked playing my instrument at school and other places but when it came to my private lessons I just didn’t want to go. I had a strict teacher and he was excellent at what he did and expected nothing less from his students because he had high expectations. Since I had private lessons I was more advanced than the kids that played at school which made it fun because I sometimes got to help the other students. After taking private lessons for years I wanted to quit playing because my practices became more intense and advanced. I was still young but I was older and still thought my teacher was mean.