Slow it down she said
She talks to me like I don’t know what I’m doing
Try it again she scolds
Clearly she does not understand that her tone isn’t making it better
That isn’t right either
Can’t she see I am trying
No, do it like this
She shows me how she wants me to do it, but it only confuses me more
Your tempo is wrong, you keep doing it too fast
Over and over she says tells me to slow down
That may be how you think it is done, but that isn’t it.
The repetition is maddening, but I dutifully do as she says.
That’s right, she says with a smile on her face, that is how it is done.
She leans back smiling, pleased with herself, and finally with me. Without another word she turns away from me.
Satisfied with my progress, I take out my pencil and place a check mark in the book. Man, learning the piano is hard.
Background: I needed a two credit class to be considered full time for the GI Bill so I took an elective. This is an accurate depiction of my experiences.
Running water is always the clearest. It is the standing pool that becomes stagnant. 