She and the other students arrived at a local church, dressed in their nicest clothes. She has been practicing her three songs daily, knew them by heart. Since she has been taking lessons for the shortest amount of time, she went first.
With everyone seated, she approached the front, the piano sitting in the center and turned to face the crowd, and quietly,
“Hi, my name is Maria and I am going to play Old MacDonald, Express Train and Taking Flight…” in a soft, but confident, sweet voice.
Everyone clapped before she even played.
Then, note by note, she put all of her hard work, her diligent practice to work.
She played each song, just right.
How cool are all these piano students? Such a variety of ages and abilities, Andrew, Patty and I were so inspired hearing each of them play. Besides the obvious physical, familial and spiritual sides of life, I think one of the best gifts you can give a child is allowing them to play music in a setting that is enjoyable and fun and empowering, which is what our teacher provides.
We heard songs from all over the world, from many ages of history, and it was incredible.
|She even got new shoes from Auntie Mary and Uncle Steve for her big day!|