“See you again” (ending Paul’s theme from Furious 7) absolutely contains no single drop of emotion and feeling. I can sit all year bumping my head just to figure it out why the hell people love this song so much. Maybe it is attached to the movie and the famous deceased actor Paul Walker.
On a good last Friday night, I reluctantly accepted 2 more students without the hope that they could carry my dream as I think usually.
Travis, a 6-year old boy who seems very interest in piano. It is quite funny to see him play and read the number fingers on the sheet music at the same time. Hmm, I could see a crystal-clear innocence from that boy which freshens my depressed soul.
And Trina, a 12 year old girl who is currently studying violin. I knew at the very first sign that this little girl has something to offer. I didn’t what it was at first but I am certain that the presence of her desperately wants to emit. That is definitely the presence of stage performance.
Their mom wants both of them to learn piano. Travis is total newbie while Trina has a good base of music theory and sight note reading.
For 15 minutes, Travis was done for the first part. His only problem is not sitting and focusing in one task for more than 10 minutes or so. Well, usual for a hyper 6 year old boy.
wait wait, don’t leave yet. Here comes the amazing part so keep reading.
I carried “Merry Christmas Mr.Lawrence” sheet and told her to play it on violin. I was curious to see how far she could go.
For the first attempt, it was good. I used the piece to test her piano level. According to her mom, Trina used to learn piano few months ago. I was a bit surprised that she actually could learn “Merry Christmas Mr.Lawrence”. Her hand movement is quite flexible for that level. Key pressure is nice too. She even played without looking at the sheet after taking 10 minute break.
Compared to other students of mine, her attitude to learn is the most perfect. She learns because she wants learn and told me want to be pushed.
They showed me “See you again” vocal/piano sheet music and wanted me to play for them.
“Crap, this song again”~~ I cursed it in my head.
“Ok, wait for me next week!”~~ I responded. I actually could play it in free style an improvisation based on the sheet but I guess in order to give the best performance to boost their encouragement, I decided to arrange it. Learning the piece you like is the most effective way to learn an instrument.
“I want to learn to play it someday.”~~ they told me.
I ABSOLUTELY DIDN’T want to arrange it. It was pain. The lyrics is trivial. The rap part is horrible. I even had to used constant octave bass. It was a hella of torture. Nothing I can find to be proud of this arrangement. But how can I reject and let my students down? Teaching music is surely a sacred scarification. My project, “Mountain” by “Message to Bear” is on-hold. What keep me doing this? I could just go teach whatever and don’t mind their progress which many teachers do (at least I know some of those scumbags).
Each day I wake up and look back at my past childhood dream. The dream is cracked ever since I had stopped my piano years ago. Ever since I came to teaching, I realized that one of them could fulfill my broken dream. Their shines shine me. Their joys enlighten me. Their smiles heal me. Each of their well finished homework relives me.
“Can this open the light for me? Can it save my blindness of future?”
But then, while I practice, I think of their innocence. They are waiting for my performance.
Of course, those thoughts give me courage and devotion.
From a hateful song, I have RE-LEARNED how precious to performance for some one. Everything turned out not so bad at all.
“See you again”, Travis and Trina.