The present changes the past. Looking back you do not find what you left behind. ~Kiran Desai
Kyle just turned thirteen a little over a week ago and things are already changing. I am sad to report, yesterday was Kyle's last formal piano lesson. He's been taking lessons since he was six years old. Indulge me for a moment, while I take you there and back.
I know I've mentioned his music lessons from time to time. Sweet Sounds of Music Music Reinforces Our Tight Bond Music for the Eyes and Ears When Kyle was a little tyke of about five years of age, he wanted to play the guitar. Great! I made one of our famous deals with him. If I got him piano lessons and he learned to read music and play the instrument moderately well, when the teacher said he was ready, I would get him guitar lessons. Sounds like a pretty sweet deal to me. He thought so!
Since I only believe in unconventional gifts, for Kyle's sixth birthday, I decided to give the gift of music, piano lessons! On his celebration day, I told Kyle what I got him, which meant nothing to a six-year-old. I'm sure he felt "jipped" without having a tangible present from me, but I didn't care. I knew deep down inside this was the perfect gift.
Mom called around the area looking for a good piano teacher who would instruct our youngster in all aspects of piano. God blessed us with a great one, Ms. Debbie! (who is my cousin Merle Piper's wife's sister) Perfect, basically family! In the more recent years, Kyle was instructed by David Emanuelson, a music student at Seton Hill University.
Unfortunately, I was unable to take Kyle for his first lesson due to work, but mom stepped in to get his musical interest started. Before she picked him up, she stopped at the local music store and purchased a basic keyboard. Nothing fancy, just something simple for him to practice on. Mom commented when Kyle saw it, he was smiling from ear to ear. He wanted to start playing the instrument right away. Then, came the lessons. Keep in mind, Kyle was six years old and probably forgot all about my gift to him, since it was mentioned a few weeks earlier, or he truly didn't care until it became real.
Mom took Kyle to Ms. Debbie's house for his first lesson. She said he was elated! She couldn't get him to settle down, he was jumping out of his skin with shear excitement! That made my day! In fact, Ms. Debbie was so good with my little man, that she let him strum her guitar and knock on the piano keys before starting, getting him acclimated. Ms. Debbie said she was happy to see a kid so enthused about lessons, unlike some of her students who were made to go and didn't want to be there. Good so far!
I felt like I was actually there. Mom called me during the lesson from her car and filled me in on the events leading up to that moment. She was cracking up over Kyle's reaction and I couldn't help but join in, while I was sitting at my desk at work. I felt like I could see the scene unfold as if I was a fly on the wall. I know Kyle all too well.
I was thrilled for the kid! Even though many said Kyle was too young and I shouldn't waste my money, I knew it was what he needed at the time. My intent wasn't to have a child prodigy, but simply to expose him to various music snippets, and the proper way of reading music and playing the instrument. I was always told that if you can play the piano, you can play any instrument, not to mention he would be able to carry that basic knowledge with him for life. Like mom always says, no one can take education away from you. I agree! Learning something at any age is a good practice.
That night, Kyle told me all about his lesson. He had stars still in his eyes. He demonstrated what he learned from his NEW piano books and showed me his NEW keyboard. He was still lit up like a light bulb hours later, from his earlier adventure. His energy and positive reaction drew me into his experience. I couldn't help it, I was psyched, and they weren't even my lessons! I did ask Kyle, "So you think you're gonna like it?" While I was asking the question Kyle began nodding his head in affirmation before responding "Yes, Aiya (Aunt Heather)! I love it!" My heart melted for this little boy and his desire to play the piano. All I could say was, "So you like your birthday gift?" Simply he replied, "Yep!"
Over the years, I can honestly say Kyle always did...
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