

My first true love? This is one of the hardest question to answer. I think my first true love was my violin. When I was in middle school, My dad gave me a nice violin as a gift. That is when I started to play violin. But violin is not my first instrument. My mom always wanted me to pick an instrument and master it. But I never could fall in love with a particular instrument. I always lost my interest. When I was five, I started learning piano but I had a short and fat finger. As a result, playing violin was physically demanding for me. Soon I lost interest in piano and quit at the age of nine. If I continued playing piano to this day; I would have become a prodigy. When I was 10 years old, I started to learn classic guitar. My dad told me a men who can play a classic guitar can woe lots of woman. I thought it was good choice to play classical guitar but I soon lost the passion for playing guitar. I wanted to stop playing guitar and focus on my study. However, Music never gave up on me. Music led me to an instrument called violin. It was four string instrument played with a bow. When I just started playing, my violin sounded terrible it made squeaky noise. It was extremely difficult to produce beautiful sound with correct pitch. When I was learning violin, I was living under a guardian. My guardian hated the sound of my instrument and made me practice at dusty and dark garage. First, I thought violin was not right for me but I did not quit on violin. I loved the sound produced by my violin teacher and I wanted to have the same sound. I fell in love with violin when I had my fist recital. At the recital, I felt so confident and powerful. I knew I had the talent and passion to master the instrument I did not quit on my violin since then and I am still struggling to master the instrument.