I was wandering around WP looking for a weekly challenge and came across Wednesday Music hosted by Fluent Historian.
And I realized that all those horrid childhood piano lessons just might have come in handy after all.
My Mother was an organist and decided that all of her children should play a musical instrument. She decided I would take piano lessons, and I began at the age of six. I had a harridan of a teacher to begin who used to yell that I needed to practice every day and would smack my fingers with a ruler when I didn’t arch my hands correctly.
I soon refused to practice at all and would develop a stomach ache every Saturday morning when she was due to arrive. Eventually, my parents found another teacher. He was a college student and quite nice. I finally learned to play with Steven as my teacher.
Steven had a love of the music of Debussy and introduced it to me the second lesson. he played this song for me and said I would soon be able to play it too if I practiced a bit. He said it took him a month to learn, so don’t be discouraged if it took me a while.
Knowing that this wonderful man had to practice for a month took away the tedium of practice and also gave me an incentive to try. I began to actually LIKE playing. So here it is…Debussy’s Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun