LOTS OF PRACTICE

One thing that I hated when I was a child was practicing the piano. Sometimes I had to practice for 2 hours at a time. It wasn't particularly productive because I did a lot of fooling around but after a lot of years I finally became fairly proficient. Now I can sit and play for an hour and it seems like no time at all. Since I don't have a piano anymore I go to my church and practice on a lovely sounding grand piano.

Tonight our choir sang a short concert for a Polk County Peace Rally. The Peace organization is composed of Lakeland churches which work together for health care, drug prevention, education and other community interests. Since our regular choir accompanist could not be there tonight I was asked to accompany the choir. All of the things that were sung were especially hard--one was in 4 sharps and one had a section in 6 sharps. No pianist that I know ever likes to play in sharps and I still don't know why they seem harder to play than flats. Anyway, I practiced the music for hours. When it was over tonight my hands were tired and painful but it was a good challenge and a lot of fun. The choir did a beautiful job and the music was enjoyed by a full house. My practice paid off.