Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Ebony and Ivory

She taught me a few notes on the piano today; Baa-baa-black-sheep. I played haltingly, with just my right hand. It was an odd feeling, how long do I hold the key down, which do I press? It isn't that easy. I got it wrong a few times, I was scared. The fact that the tone wasn't what it was supposed to be, made me stop. I'm afraid of making mistakes, but I guess its about getting it right eventually. Where I struggled with my right (master) hand, she made a symphony with both. Long, sleek, and nimble fingers, just making sonorous music along with her voice.

You couldn't help but fall in love with something like that, but I already have.