Post-SPM Activity #3:
Complete Grade 7 and 8 for piano.
-Piano, ©Moona.-
I'm not sure about now, but there was this period of time when some parents were forcing their child/children to learn how to play an instrument, common examples include the piano, violin and even the organ.

I'm lucky, really. I myself decided that I wanted to learn how to play the piano, decipher music notes and coordinate both my hands to play proper tunes. I learnt to appreciate classical music, which is actually quite a joy to listen to. A lot of people I know think that classical music is terribly boring, and the instant they hear the start of a classical piece, they'll start yawning very loudly.

My first lesson was when I was still studying in Primary 5. My first teacher taught me the basics. She stopped working as a piano teacher when she got married.

So I was assigned to another piano teacher, who was just terrifying to me. I can't even remember her name now, but I still remember the way she taught me during our very first lesson together. She was super strict and fierce. She snapped at me every time, even if I made just the slightest mistake. I think if she could, she would be holding a cane in her hand while conducting her class with me. The moment the lesson ended and I got into the car, my mum was shocked to see me burst into tears and sob continuously. I actually wanted to quit learning the piano because of this teacher. And that was the last time I saw her. Thank goodness.

My third piano teacher was fairly nice. She will be strict only when she had to, and that rarely happened when she taught me. She even allowed me to skip both the theory and practical exams for Grade 1 and 2. I went straight on to Grade 3, and I didn't do too bad.

Finally, my fourth and the best piano teacher I ever had so far. If you had been a reader of my blog since the start of my secondary school days, the name Miss Ng wouldn't be unfamiliar to you. She was only older than me by a few years, so she was like an elder sister to me, and still is. We could talk about anything and everything together. It's really comfortable for me to confide in her my secrets and problems, and she trusts me enough to tell me her personal issues as well.

I honestly appreciate the way she taught me how to play the piano. She didn't just made me play scales and learn new songs, she made me discover the importance of playing the piano expressively and to feel the music while pressing those black and white keys. Before, I merely played the piano according to whatever note that was printed on the sheet music given to me. Sincerely, I'm grateful to have met her.

When I entered Form 4, I temporarily stopped my piano lessons to concentrate on my SPM subjects and my very hectic school and tuition schedules. I promised myself that I would finish up Grade 7 and 8 when I'm done with high school and SPM. All the more now, since a good friend of mine, Anna who has been very supportive of me to actively pick up the piano again. I admit, I have been lazy since I didn't have the pressure of piano exams to make me practise.

I contacted Miss Ng recently, and I'm glad she's doing okay. We already made plans to meet up when I don't have to be self-quarantined anymore. It's been two years since I last saw her, and I really can't wait to catch up with her again. Her, and my very patient friends. (:

Cheers!

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It’s not an English name I came up with for myself. My mother is indeed a genius in coming up with such a splendid name for me. Although my name has been unfortunately mutilated (nicknames are excluded) over the past years, full credits to my mum for my current identity.

I’m certainly looking forward to changing the word ‘patient’ to ‘survivor’! If you’re interested to read about my journey in battling lymphoma, you can click here to proceed to my cancer blog.

Ironic, I know; this blog is mainly pink instead. I like all colours actually, but I find myself having an affinity to the colour green. In fact, I can safely say that green is my soul colour.

Languages, music, fashion, photography, cultures, dance, literature, writing; just about anything, really. The arts truly intrigue me, especially thought-provoking pieces. Of course, the arts play a major role in inspiring me in my everyday life.

I don’t have a favourite genre – I read any book that interests me!

I am a trained right-hander from young, since apparently being left-handed is considered ‘wrong’. Basically, I’m ambidextrous! No wonder I find it easier to air guitar using my left hand than my right; I simply relate to the arts than subjects that deal with logical thinking better, too.

A stubborn Bull I am, too. I abhor being rushed. I prefer doing matters at my own reasonable pace. I don’t particularly like changes in my routine, but I can adapt quite easily. I’m a very practical person as well. I enjoy the beautiful things in life, but that doesn’t make me shun ugliness at all. Besides, it all depends on how one perceives beauty. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder!

Still am, but I’m slowly learning to accept imperfection into my life. Also, I’m doing my best to erase the many expectations I have so I could one day master the art of letting go and freeing myself to simple happiness and joy.

Compared to before, I’m less dramatic nowadays. Language-wise, I attempt to blog flawlessly in English and speak proper English online with my peers. Call me a Grammar Nazi all you want, but that’s how I roll. I only converse in perfect English in formal situations and during my dramatic outbursts. Otherwise, I’m absolutely capable of communicating like the average Malaysian!

It’s a different issue altogether when you’re forced to learn for the sake of getting good grades, though. Other than that, I’m open to new information and knowledge anytime! I especially would like to learn more languages and pick up new musical instruments.

…are just some of the things I would love to do in the near future, hopefully!

the basic rules apply. If you respect me, I’ll respect you. If you happen to be someone who has low EQ skills, I’ll try to be tolerant but my patience is definitely limited. I’m observant when it comes to human behaviour. I’m a person of many opinions, but I don’t voice them out unless I trust you enough; I’m very honest and candid when it comes to the people I can trust. Even though I trust very easily, not everybody can prove that they’re all that nice. Hurt me, and I’ll only defend myself if necessary. Hurt my family or my friends – you won’t find me holding back.

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Post-SPM Activity #3:
Complete Grade 7 and 8 for piano.
-Piano, ©Moona.-
I'm not sure about now, but there was this period of time when some parents were forcing their child/children to learn how to play an instrument, common examples include the piano, violin and even the organ.

I'm lucky, really. I myself decided that I wanted to learn how to play the piano, decipher music notes and coordinate both my hands to play proper tunes. I learnt to appreciate classical music, which is actually quite a joy to listen to. A lot of people I know think that classical music is terribly boring, and the instant they hear the start of a classical piece, they'll start yawning very loudly.

My first lesson was when I was still studying in Primary 5. My first teacher taught me the basics. She stopped working as a piano teacher when she got married.

So I was assigned to another piano teacher, who was just terrifying to me. I can't even remember her name now, but I still remember the way she taught me during our very first lesson together. She was super strict and fierce. She snapped at me every time, even if I made just the slightest mistake. I think if she could, she would be holding a cane in her hand while conducting her class with me. The moment the lesson ended and I got into the car, my mum was shocked to see me burst into tears and sob continuously. I actually wanted to quit learning the piano because of this teacher. And that was the last time I saw her. Thank goodness.

My third piano teacher was fairly nice. She will be strict only when she had to, and that rarely happened when she taught me. She even allowed me to skip both the theory and practical exams for Grade 1 and 2. I went straight on to Grade 3, and I didn't do too bad.

Finally, my fourth and the best piano teacher I ever had so far. If you had been a reader of my blog since the start of my secondary school days, the name Miss Ng wouldn't be unfamiliar to you. She was only older than me by a few years, so she was like an elder sister to me, and still is. We could talk about anything and everything together. It's really comfortable for me to confide in her my secrets and problems, and she trusts me enough to tell me her personal issues as well.

I honestly appreciate the way she taught me how to play the piano. She didn't just made me play scales and learn new songs, she made me discover the importance of playing the piano expressively and to feel the music while pressing those black and white keys. Before, I merely played the piano according to whatever note that was printed on the sheet music given to me. Sincerely, I'm grateful to have met her.

When I entered Form 4, I temporarily stopped my piano lessons to concentrate on my SPM subjects and my very hectic school and tuition schedules. I promised myself that I would finish up Grade 7 and 8 when I'm done with high school and SPM. All the more now, since a good friend of mine, Anna who has been very supportive of me to actively pick up the piano again. I admit, I have been lazy since I didn't have the pressure of piano exams to make me practise.

I contacted Miss Ng recently, and I'm glad she's doing okay. We already made plans to meet up when I don't have to be self-quarantined anymore. It's been two years since I last saw her, and I really can't wait to catch up with her again. Her, and my very patient friends. (:

Cheers!

Labels: Post-SPM 2010 To-Do List

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