When I was in high school I enrolled in a piano school. I tried my best to learn as much as I can. My grandmother was the one who taught me to read notes and I thank her because I was the best performer in four recitals (I think). I still remember when I play piano, I feared my teacher because she was very strict. Well, I did not finish my piano lessons because I was tired already. From that day on, I did not play piano anymore and I do not know how to read notes. Months later, I play keyboard at church using chord patterns.
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