while playing the piano today,
i was sight reading a Nocturne by Chopin.
as i read i hit a low, low A.
after i hit it, i stopped and thought
"how did i know that note was an A?"
really, i'm not sure how i knew it--i just did.
but i know it wasn't because of me.
so thank you, Sister Shawcroft, for sticking with me
and believing in me even when i didn't practice well.
Ode to a piano teacher.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad some people remember theirs. I feel like no one likes me sometimes haha