Playing the piano has never been my strongest talent, especially when others are watching. Sometimes, I fumble over the keys so badly it’s hard to discern what song I’m attempting to play. But as fate would have it, there are few who play the piano where I live, so my skills as an accompanist, though pitiful, are needed. It’s forced me to practice more often than I ever have before.
This week I realized I had a song coming up next month I’d never dared attempt before. I’d always considered it way above my playing abilities, but now it was a required piece for the children’s program. Well…worst case scenario, I’d be playing the top hand only.
When I began plunking out the notes for both my left and right hand, I discovered the song wasn’t quite as impossible as I’d always thought, or maybe all this practicing was actually improving my skills. Pretty cool when you consider I had no idea I was getting any better. That’s the great thing about a challenge–if you don’t give up, you might just find out, like I did, the baby steps of practice are actually getting you somewhere.
