“I’ve found that music allows years to fold like an accordion over each other, so I guess you don’t feel the passage of time as much.”, American musician Amy Grant once said that. When I think about my old time, the accordion always occurring to me. This instrument brought me a lot of suffering; huge benefits; and it occupied much of my childhood.
In the first place, the accordion brought me suffering that I cannot erase from my memory. As a girl weighted 85 pounds, the 44-pounds instrument was much laborious for me to work on it. I had to back it and used legs to support it for a couple of hours almost every day, thus, I often got sore muscles. I even had two times that my leg lost the consciousness for a few seconds because the big item consumed too much energy of my legs. Also, the accordion changed my life to an unwanted situation. My negative attitude towards the instrument’s everyday practice drew on my parents’ blame and turned me kind of rebellious. I never imaged I would be like that. I thought my life was in a disorder but I felt tired and didn’t know how to deal with that.
Nevertheless, I benefited tremendously from practicing the accordion. I learned the “love the things you do” skill from it. All the things we are obliged to …show more content…
Since I had spent much time with the accordion, a subtle feeling must be generated. It was hard to stick to but also uneasy to quit. I didn’t like the life with the accordion but also not used to live without it. I did lots of things which I wouldn’t do if the accordion never ever “appeared”. Because of it, I participated in the on-stage competition for the first time; I went to the accordion concerts with my parents; I made friends with who shared the same experience with me. I remember the days I memorized the composition while walking school; I listened to the tape while having