I remember once my mother took out of the kindergarten and took me to a music school. I didn’t like my accordion teacher terribly, and we’re almost gone. However, my mother insisted, and for eight years I attended a music school. Only now, when the years have passed since the release, do you wonder: what did the years you spent with a musical instrument give you?
My personal development thanks to music.
From the first class in a regular school, I was a bit trapped when communicating with people, blushing with excessive attention. Sometimes I wanted to jump out of myself when the teacher scolded for something. Imagine one standing at the blackboard or sitting on the stage. My first concert, in which I played a small play, took place in a large hall. I remember well how I saw only the keyboard of my small accordion and thought how not to make a mistake. The hall clapped for me, and I felt like a little winner.
I also remember very well how I played in front of classmates at the graduation party in the fourth grade. I didn’t think about what they would think, thought about the notes. I can not say that at the final exam did not experience excitement. Just used. I'm used to being the center of attention.
In an ordinary school, the lessons went on as usual. One teacher explains the topic to the class and cannot be interrupted. But how sometimes I liked to come to a music school and play a sketch I learned at home!
My teacher spoke the same language with me. I used to draw notes, trying to explain how to play. I understood that he spoke the same language with me. Tried to find contact with me, interested to work out once again. And he did it! Often he asked: “Well, what are you going to play?” Unthinkable, but I already had a choice! Of course, I played what I rehearsed most at home. It was then that I began to realize that people can agree. And for this, the main thing to understand them.
The path is not easy, but the result is my height.
And how many times I went on the route “House - Music School” ... I gratefully think about my parents when they were forced not to skip the chorus, solfeggio. There has always been a sin for me — after school, sit at the computer and do nothing else. Thank God, it was only in those days when there was no specialty and other activities. Now I know that a person is either developing or degrading.
Music classes definitely develop not only hands, but also the brain. The computer for the purposes in which it was used, of course, only lowered me down the development. I also note that the parents put a condition: you will play the work ten times - you sit down at the computer. Believe me, I am grateful for that.
But the most important thing is that I can play three musical instruments: an accordion, a piano and a guitar. Unfortunately, I never bought an accordion, and during my studies I used the school one. In order to play something on the piano, you need to prepare. If I have to play something, I’ll definitely remember.
But for me, guitar exists everywhere! The teacher taught me how to properly hold a guitar, assorted classical works. However, now knowledge of chords is very useful to me. I can play any song - give chords! A company of friends, a long table of relatives or other random listeners sing along with me, and I love it so much! I am again in the center of the song for a moment. But I think about words, about music.
No, I do not regret!
I do not want you to think that I am a troechnik. I graduated from high school well and was invited to an additional year to enter the music school. However, I have another ability that is more attractive to me, so I am not a musician.
But you would never hear from me that I regret those years spent in a wonderful school. She liberated me, gave me access to the stage, showed me what I was capable of. Acquainted with new people, gave to live in a different situation. And if there will be an evening of guitarists, I will go and play my favorite song there.
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