#SOL16 Day 23
Life is like a ten speed bicycle. Most of us have gears we never use. ~ Charles M. Schulz
I played the piano yesterday. I played the piano yesterday in front of the whole school and a dozen parents who showed up for our Tenebrae service. So what’s the big deal you ask? I haven’t played the piano in four years!
Although I have a degree in Music Education, piano is not my primary instrument. I was/am a string player, string bass specifically. I played the piano all the time for my students but never for performances or church services unless ABSOLUTELY necessary. I am not that confident in my playing abilities and get VERY nervous. Since I moved into a teaching position four years ago where I only teach ELA, I haven’t touched the keyboard – not even at home.
Sadly, the music teacher at school lost her mother this past week, and she was out on bereavement leave. I filled in for her at the 5K event on Saturday and gave the choir their starting pitch and directed them in the singing of “The Star Spangled Banner” which was easy peasy, no pressure. I guess that’s where my principal got the idea that I could fill in at Tenebrae. He emailed me the night before, and I must admit, I panicked a little bit. I didn’t have a copy of the music at home, so I would have to wait until I got to school on Tuesday morning to find music and practice. I bit my lip and told him I would do it.
Long story short, I found the music (it was only eight measures long), practiced a couple times by myself and a couple times with the cantor; we we off to Tenebrae. We had to repeat the verse six or seven times in the course of the service. By the second or third time I realized that I was really enjoying myself and even missed playing a little bit…just a little bit. I heard a couple of clinkers, but my colleagues swear they heard not one wrong note.
I guess it is like riding a bike. All those years of practicing came back to me.The muscle memory in my fingers carried me through. Don’t hold your breath though; there are no upcoming concert dates for me.
I am so jealous. I would love to be able to play an instrument. Maybe someday I will take some lessons. Especially now that I know there is a music muscle–I need to build some muscle somewhere! Kudos to you for stepping up! I also think that you can probably take the “was” out of this sentence: I was/am a string player…
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Hooray for muscle memory and years of practice. 🙂 Well done!
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Good for you for filling in and going through with the challenge. I think it’s awesome that you play the string bass and love your humor in the last line!
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How lovely that you were able to help in a time of need and that you found a bit of enjoyment in it.
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I’m so glad everything went well for you! I could imagine your nervousness through your words!
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Don’t you feel great now!? You tackled a challenge and succeeded beautifully. Kudos to you for stepping out of your comfort zone and for stepping up to help others out.
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What a gift to be able to get right back on that bike after 4 years. This says so much about who you are and they way you treat others. You cared enough to step in even though you didn’t feel confident at first. I pictured your fingers hitting those notes in perfect rhythm.
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Your post is so honest. It’s funny how we can pick up right where we left off. You were brave to take it on but you succeeded. Hope you find joy in the piano again soon.
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I could feel the nervousness and panic!! Loved your metaphor in the last paragraph!!
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