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    My Story as a Piano Student

    作者 Author 插畫者 Illustrator
    黃洛宜 Wong Lok Yee Joey (12)
    中華基督教會協和小學
    C.C.C. Heep Woh Primary School

    字數 Word Count: 0(中) 548(Eng)


    I dreamed to be a musician when I was a little kid. I have a good piano and even attended piano classes at home. I still did not progress well.

    I did not know why and I was not happy. Then we moved to a new house.


    I often heard piano playing from upstairs. The songs were complicated so they must be for Grade 5 or above. The kid upstairs was younger than me, only 6 or 7 years old. I was surprised……… and jealous.

    He practiced for a long time, almost every day.



    I could not believe such a young kid could do so much practice.

    I told mum. She said “ Be yourself, don’t compare. I am proud of you because you really like piano. That’s most important. Keep practicing and listen to your piano teacher. You will get there”


    When my teacher came, she said, “The grade exam needs a lot of hard work. Are you prepared and determined to do so?”

    I nodded to her with determination and she smiled.

    Later, she showed me the sheet music for the exam. It was so difficult!


    I finally chose 3 songs. They seemed to be easier but I was wrong.

    My teacher taught me those songs. Although I kept practicing but never got it right.

    At first, I practiced for 1 hour, then 30 minutes, 15 and finally not at all. I feel bad.


    My teacher was concerned. She discussed with Mum. Mum encouraged me.

    I cried and my mum hugged me tightly. She kissed me and said quietly, “ Joey, this is what you should do if you want to succeed – Never give up, do your best and you’ll get there.”


    Next day, I was totally tired. I told my classmates what happened. I wanted to succeed in music festival and piano exam so I did not play video games and watch TV. I only practice.

    They supported and encouraged me. I liked my classmates very much.


    I practiced almost every day. When I was tired, I stared up at the ceiling and imaged what the kid upstairs was doing. Very often I started to hear him playing difficult songs.

    I felt motivated. I focused in preparing for the School Music Festival.


    The day came for the Festival. More than half of the contestants picked the same song as mine !

    Finally, the winner got 92 scores, first and 2nd runner up got 89 and 87.

    I thought I play it well. I got 86.

    I was so disappointed.


    My mum and dad came to pick me. I told them I did not get prize. They smiled and passed me a gift. I was amazed. They said I did better and better each time in the festival.

    I was laughing happily with tears in my eyes.


    Now I still stared at the ceiling when I was tired. After that, I found strength to keep practicing.

    Months later, I took the Grade 3 piano examination. I was not nervous anymore and I enjoyed the examination because I knew I had done my best.

    That was most important.


    4 weeks later, Dad collected a letter from ABRSM, the Royal Society of Music. It was my score!
    I was excited. My dad hugged me and we opened the letter together.
    Moments later, I stared up at the ceiling and …….. smiled.
    Thank you little boy!

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