When I was young girl, my dream was to be a pianist. I took first lessons on the piano at the age of seven and since then I got to like it. So, at that time, I wanted to have a piano. But I already knew that my parents didn’t easy to buy that, because they didn’t as rich as buy a piano. So I never said I wanted to buy a piano, never. But now I think, If I say to them buy a piano, they probably got that. Anyway, therefor, Unlike other friends I didn’t practice on the piano at home so I practiced at academy, only. Nevertheless, teacher said I was talented than other children so I thought I have the ability to play the piano. Moreover, I believed firmly I would to be a pianist. By reason of that, I was more hard practice the piano and more like that, maybe. I can say I lived with piano at that time. I was so happy when I went to piano academy after school class. I had a musical contest during the year of 5th grade and I won a prize several times. But, I waked up from a dream through these musical contests. In these contests, I realized that I didn’t have ability as much as I would become the pianist. Since I was disappointed in contests, I gave up playing the piano and I hadn’t play the piano satisfactorily, untilnow.
Sometimes, I regret. Even if I didn’t play the piano very well, I think music suited my personality prefectly. If I’d played the piano, I would to be great student in the department of music. So, my child dream abide in memory with pretty remembrance and inconvenience.