by
Renuka
love to run my fingers on the smooth, cool, ivory keys in the big, old wood piano that smells like a mixture between the spicy scent of grandma's kitchen and old, sweet wood. Everyday, I, Allie, practice on our piano. The ivory keys that once used to be a clean, bright white are now yellowed with age. The wood which was once polished and gleaming is now rough and old. But that is very welcoming. Sometimes, when I'm practicing my pieces, I like to imagine I am a famous piano player, and I am at a concert, and that I play on a shiny Grand piano. Then I bow down low and everybody claps so loud that it sounds like a thunderstorm. I wonder if it will ever come true.Guess what? Today was piano lessons and my teacher told me something that made my heart skip a beat. It made me want to whoop and shout. She told me that I was good enough to play in the next children's concert! Whoopie! I couldn't believe it! I have never played anywhere in public before. Well, I'd better get ready. The concert is in one month. I am going to play Minuet 3 by Johann Sebastian Bach. I will wear my black and white dress with the two layer skirt with tiny pink roses and my shiny black party shoes that go clump clump when I walk. I'm so excited! Today was the concert. I loved it! They had a shiny black Grand piano. It was so cool! They also had this voting thing. Here's how it worked. All the people participating played piano, right? Well, there was a sheet which had each pianist's name on it. After all the people played, the audience had to vote for which person's playing they liked best. And guess who got the most votes? ME! I won first place! The prize was a small, miniature, black marble model of a Grand piano. I loved it! I guess some dreams do come true after all!
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