sonocativo
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I took piano lessons for 4 years, I got bored and started composing and writing my own music. My teacher who was a Nun used to sit outside the door and listen to me practice and try to catch me lol I'm sure she caught me but never after barging in as I would start playing the piece she gave me. Eventually she told me she knew what I was doing and asked me to play the music I was composing at a recital, I didn't know if I should be embarrassed or proud??? Turned out they loved it. She would let me come to the convent to play after lessons were over for everyone and encouraged my parents to buy a piano which they did buy an old piano on Cherokee Street Antique Row. My dad and I refinished an old player piano they bought ( found some old coins and other relics inside as well) They sold it after I moved out, And when I bought my second house I bought my first baby grand piano. I love playing the piano. Learned guitar from my dad and Ive played many other instruments as well. Music is in the blood.