
My piano playing is the main thing I do. I get motivated even standing next to a player piano, I want to start a piano channel. Each week I will add more songs. I decided to add this this because one day I when I had a business in a old building something strange happened. One day when no one there I went into the storage area and it was very dusty. There was a lot of old old furniture. I looked around and in the back behind everything there was a very old piano. At that time, I did not have a piano at home. Each day after I finished my work I stuck in that back room and played that Piano. I even offered to buy the Piano, but the owner was not ready to sell. It was a dusty piano and it needed to be tuned. Why is Piano my passion? I truly believe I can play but some of my sibling seem to differ. But one day in that dusty storage area as I played, and heard someone from the distance. It was a little boy about 10 years old. It just kept applauding me. I accepted yes maybe I do have some talent. Children are the most honest judges. A few years ago, my sister gave a tea and I played. I felt all were surprised I could play as good as I played. But something clicked, my nieces like when I play. When they were babies, I would play quietly all night and they always love to hear me play. Now they are now all adults, and they still like to hear me play. I had them over and then they said say, “Please Auntie play for us”. I want to love my passion. I learned that people who want to see me happy are the ones who like to hear me play. Love the passion of piano playing, partially its love of the notes are they harmonize. I can sign also but my vocal is loud. My piano at one time got turned toward the wall, yes where I could not play. But why would one penalize the instrument that a musician love. Then I moved to another piano house. I said pretend you are blind and make your way around this place. The room I was rented before belonged to a blind woman. As I walked as if wearing a blind fold, I walked down to the piano room. Everyone was sleep, I started to play and the whole house came awake. The pianist is here she is playing our song. The last next sneak play I was out on my home homeless, staying in an Airbnb. I stayed the night with a friend, and she had trainer come in the morning. She had the most beautiful piano and while she was training, and her baby was sleep I played her beautiful piano. I was so upbuilt with the quality of the sound. I can motivate my members with sounds from different pianos and organs. While out and renting a room in the home where I pretended to be blind on many a night, I drank a full bottle of wine and played for many hour at a time The result I became a happy soul and generous soul. My heartbeat with every key stroke, the sounds permeated the air. One excursion was in Leimert Park Los Angeles. This coffee shop had a piano I said I must go play. I sat with a cup of coffee and start playing those keys. A pretty lady came and leaned over the Piano, she said wow Lady you can really play. My passion my love the keys and the sound of the Piano.



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