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I used to be a cheerful, curious, and naughty child.

My eyes were sparkling as I explore the things that catches my sight. Most of the time, I was a talkative kid to the extent that people were being bored listening to me. I don’t know if someone should refresh my memories—but I just remember that every time I meet people, I bring my boundless enthusiasm to them. Those times gave birth to the moments that I missed the most.

Within the sentimental years of my life, my journey in the field of music began. I was my sister’s worst enemy, I’d disturb her every time she plays the piano because I wished I could play too. I’d play the sweet notes of the song “Mary Had a Little Lamb” with the keypad of our Nokia 3310 and brag about it to my friends. I’d punch the keys on the keyboard and grasp the feeling of every color the notes possessed.

Finally, I started taking piano lessons with a lovely teacher when I was 5 or 6. Piano lessons are fun. They aren’t just tasks wherein you would be in a room with a piano and your teacher for half an hour. Everytime I master a music piece, I could choose a sticker to be put on a page in my book as a sign of my achievement. Besides classical, my teacher gave me popular music pieces such as my favorite piece entitled “I’m Popoye the Sailor Man”. The performances as well—were one of the blissful but nerve-racking moments that I cannot forget.

However, after a few years, I stopped taking piano lessons because of an unknown reason. That wasn’t a big deal because there were also other parts of my life that I loved too, in fact, I couldn’t care less on that I stopped taking lessons. Still, I didn’t stop playing piano. I’d often play in the church and school. I’d never get tired of being full of myself and brush my musical talents into my classmates and friends. I also continuously honed my “playing by ear” skills by exploring how every chord felt to me. When I tried taking piano lessons with Music Majors, it didn’t last long. This is how I spent my younger years.

In 2018, I’ve watched the anime “Your Lie in April.” It’s about a young concert pianist who stopped playing piano because of some trauma from the past. This romantic drama series was great, however, it made me think that I wasn’t good enough at playing piano. Therefore, I strived to be an excellent pianist too, so I tried to find a way to help myself improve and get back to piano lessons again. After plenty of queries to many people and scouting for information, I was finally enrolled to music lessons that AUP offers.

Commuting to AUP (a school in Silang, Cavite) is hard and costly. I didn’t consistently go there weekly, which would make my improvement slow, but then, it is to lessen the budget that we would spend for lessons. In spite of that fact, I tried to make the valor evident in me as I face those battles.

I keep on playing piano and I’d say, many doors have opened. Throughout those years, I’ve played on weddings, concerts, festivals, wakes, church ministries—and many opportunities are still waiting in the future. I didn’t regret doing what I love. My happy past became more colorful as I unravel the beautiful mysteries in the world of music.