Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Magical Moment 362, "Nearly Lost Piano Treasures"

I vowed today that since work got cancelled due to the crazy ice storm, I would sort every piece of sheet music that is stashed on my cluttered bookshelf. For years, I've let it accumulate into madness, dreading the day when I would have to face the consequences of my disorganization and put it into some kind of order. There is a plastic bag filled with photocopied music that I haven't even opened in years. I fought the impulse to just toss the entire thing, but as it usually goes, I'm glad now that I didn't. 

The first lost piano treasure in this mess, was a practice schedule from 1992 (I just turned 9). My teacher made me write down how many minutes I practiced per day and then a parent had to initial the bottom. This particular week, I practiced pretty diligently considering it happened to be my birthday! My dad was the parental initialer whose handwriting looks strikingly similar to that of a nine-year-old's...fishy, but I was a very honest child. He just has that bad of handwriting.

The second little piano treasure, and I was so happy to see this, was handwritten song "This is the Day." My teacher wrote out the words for me, and then wrote out the chords, no notes. And this was the very first song ever that I remember making my own "arrangement" of. I played it for a special in children's church and was amazed and excited at this new idea of "arranging" music. It soon became one of my most favorite things to do and still is to this day.
My first "lead sheet"

The last little treasure I found, didn't belong to me, but my older sister. She claims that she doesn't know how to play the piano, but here is proof that she once played "Claire de Lune" for a school competition. If you doubt it, just look at her signature at the top of the page. The "i" is dotted with a heart. 

I loved coming across these tangible memories. So many years ago they were a very important building block in who I would become. Who would have thought these delicate, wrinkled sheets of paper would follow me all the way to New Jersey after 18 years and make me smile today?!

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5 comments:

Regina Teague said...

awwwww.....I love it....makes me want to play again. . .love you sister!

Hilary said...

What a joy it must have been to find these again.. or did they find you?

Anonymous said...

How special that you still have those papers! You made me smile, and brought back lovely memories. And yes Regina was a fine piano player!!
Anita Anderson

Mom said...

There are still some of those practice sheets around here somewhere. They were just too cute to throw away! Mom

Mom said...

Remember when you and sister were fighting over the piano? It was the only fight that warmed my heart! Mom