While playing golf with my 71 year old friend Bill, his fellow player Charles asked him in a snide manner "Do you have a piano lesson tomorrow?"
It reminded me of how my "friends" growing up thought of my piano lessons. Many times, I'd have to come in from outside playing for a piano lesson. I took lessons from age 8 to 16 so I had a lot of teachers. Some better than others, we moved several times so there was always a new one. Some men, some women.
Of course not all other kids appreciated that, including me. When I was able to make the decision myself, I stopped such lessons.
Now I'm back playing on my own. I enjoy it and have a good base. But hearing that snide remark brought back a LOT of memories.
I asked Bill "do you really have a piano lesson tomorrow?" He said yes, that he wanted to learn to play his mother's piano.
So I'm glad I know how to play. Even if it was not so easy to learn back then.
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