A Story of Bravery – The Piano, and the Pianist, and Me

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Please enjoy this wonderful post from the excellent teacher, Jennie!

A Teacher's Reflections

The scene:
It’s the holiday party for teachers and staff.  We’re at the lovely home of a fellow teacher, who is an accomplished pianist.  Actually, that’s an understatement.

Everyone is in the kitchen, eating and laughing.  The big family room is right off of the kitchen, up three stairs.  Huge decorated Christmas tree, fireplace, and… a 6 foot, 1 inch Yamaha grand piano.  Yes, grand.

Big.

Black.

The do-not-touch kind of piano.

What I did:
I kept staring.  I whispered to a few fellow teachers about going up the stairs and maybe playing a few notes on the piano.

If looks could kill.  They were shocked.

I had to be brave.  Alone brave.  I went to the piano and played the one and only song I could do- Heart and Soul.  I played the bottom half of the song, with all the chords.  Everyone was staring at me…

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