Essay on Why I 'm Excited About My Life

788 Words Sep 21st, 2015 4 Pages
At midday I step onto the bus and find a seat; it’s not full but it isn’t empty either. I notice a few other college students. As soon as I sit down somewhere in the middle, I take out my phone turn on my music. The sounds of “Canon in D Major” begin to play in my ears.
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I’m ecstatic because my mom is going to teach me how to play piano. I’ve wanted to learn for a while now. Maybe I’ll be able to perform that one song she does sometimes. She has given me a small spiral notebook and asked me some questions about the instrument like “How many keys does a piano have?”
Once that I’ve answered the queries, I’m about to actually play it. I can feel the smooth, monochrome keys beneath my fingertips. I look up to the page in front of me and try to place my fingers on the correct keys. Once I press down I hear slightly flat notes. I’m playing a slow, simple melody and the song is only a couple lines long. These are just stepping stones to what I might be able to play in the future.
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The bus stops and a few people get on and off. The last song is ending and a new one begins. This one is “Hedwig’s Theme”. I am going back into a daydream but this one takes place a few years later.
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