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Naturally Musical

At the age of 25.....no, 28....fine 32, I enrolled myself for piano class because it's a childhood dream that I have always wanted to achieve....to be able to finally play the piano for real. I enrolled the kids too and they love it as much as I do. We tend to tinkle more with the features actually but it makes piano-playing all the more fun. Music is all about fun and enjoying playing. I've never agreed with how the conventional teachers tried to drill their students and whacking their fingers whenever they played the wrong notes. I mean...WTF? Music is fun!! When you do that, where's the element of fun? So, I enroll myself into these classes and play quite OK. In a few years, I've managed to bring myself to the final level. That's not the point. I've always thought that playing piano came naturally to me. That's not true. Singing came naturally to me. Piano-playing came naturally to this five-year-old BLIND girl. Watch it and sob your heart out.

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yenjai.net said…
Can I choose to comment here? LOL

Wow
You learn so fast?
Marsha Maung said…
yenjai, comment lah, here or there...or anywhere, nowhere or everywhere.....you like lah! :-) LOL
Mumsgather said…
I started just before my girl too about a year and half ago. That would be at age....tada 42 or izzit 41 or 43? Hmm... after a certain number, I can't quite remember my age.
Marsha Maung said…
musgather, HAHAHAHAHA!!! it's so true!!! after you reach 30, you stop there! all other years, you are 30! i hv to use calculator whenever someone asks me how old i am. hahaha

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