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Post by Christina on Mar 15, 2021 3:59:16 GMT
I remember I was age 6 years old. I know in kindergarten, I moved and felt very confused about the new culture, but I only remember singing and told my parents I wanted to sing then.
I felt forced into lessons when my hands were big enough to play the piano just about, age "9 1/2," as my dad said. My thumb seemed to stretch overnight. I was put in lessons because I tried to play music by ear and with a book or so from my aunt, on my little keyboard I got as a present when I was maybe 4. My mom encouraged me to take violin when I quit taking lessons a bit from one place, which was a weird place. I was 29.
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