The Music

I can play classical, jazz, swing, and most importantly all styles of gospel music. I took lessons at the Hathaway Conservatory. I first had some say in my music lesson, when I turned seven. Up until then, I had only been taught how to play gospel music. I heard one of my music teacher's other students playing a piano solo by the Youngstown Orchestra. I asked my teacher if I could learn to play that classical piece. She said that I would have to talk to my parents. I went into the room where the person was playing the song and listened for a few minutes. It was a girl named Charmaine Reginay. She was 14. I asked her could I watch her play. She said I could. I watched her play. After awhile, I asked her could she show me how to play what she was playing. She laughed and said yea. She showed me. I asked could I play. She laughed again and said yea. I played it. She smiled at me and then told me to move so she could practice. After that, Charmaine gave me music lessons, unbeknownst to my music teacher or parents. I took lessons from Charmaine for a month. My music teacher caught us and told us both off, then told our parents. Charmaine's parents didn't care, but my parents were livid. I got in trouble. My mother didn't want me to go back to the conservatory. She wanted me to go to a Christian music teacher. I told my parents that I liked playing classical music and that there wasn't anything wrong with it. I almost got grounded forever. My father told me that sanctified folk didn't listen to or play anything but gospel. I told him that what he said was stupid and that God wouldn't have created classical music if we couldn't play it. My mother wanted to snatch me up right then. My father stopped her and sent me to my room. I don't know what transpired between my parents, but I was able to learn to play and listen to almost any type of music I wanted to play. There are still some forms of music that are off limits, but that's okay.