PIANO

Every person has something that they value that they would never want to give up. That should be something that means a lot to someone. For me, that is my piano.

I got my piano when I was merely 8 years old, but little did I know how important to me that instrument would be. I still remember walking into Tom Lee Music and seeing all the pianos lined up column by column, row by row. I told my parents, "Lets go buy that big white one over there!" "No Steven, we can't get that one." my mother replied. So in the end, we bought a normal Yamaha upright piano. When we brought it home, I played around with it for a bit, but like all toys that children play with, they will always get tired of it after sometime. I was no different. At first I was forced to play the piano by my parents like a slave, but soon after my skills were more toned and I was able to create more beautiful music, I was able to express my sorrows and sadness through the black and white keys of my piano. Whenever I thought that there was something that I couldn't just bear inside and handle myself, I would always look towards the piano as a way to let me release those feelings if no one would take the time to listen.

Now, playing piano is a lot more like a way for my to enjoy myself just like how some people play computer games to enjoy themselves, I can use the piano to do just the same.