Sunday, February 17, 2008
(journal #21:) Piano
I have been playing the piano for about one and a half years. I don't really like it that much. I hate my mean teacher, Mary Radcliffe. She always yells, and is supposed to be a good teacher, but I don't think she is. She always makes me feel terrible. She is very snobby, because she is very rich, and is also the president of the Greenwich Symphony. I'm not very good at piano, and at recitals I'm always playing what the six year olds play. I started to learn the piano because I thought I might be a cello teacher, and I would want to accompany my students with the piano. I don't like playing the piano or even listening to it. Since I HATE my teacher so much, I pray that my mother will let me stop lessons as soon as possible.