Piano for Sale! ... NOT!... FOR SALE!... Not... TBA.
When I was five, I learned how to play "Happy Birthday" on my little keyboard my Uncle bought for me from Japan. By age six, I was able to play Sound of Music's "Do-Re-Mi" and Elvis Presley's "Wooden Heart". All these are only by single notes and since then, I wanted to learn/study piano.
...And probably have an upright piano of my own just like what my Tita Julie has.
Come sixth grade, I was able to take summer piano lessons from Sir Willie. And just in time, our tenant who was not able to pay rent, just decided to give their Trebel Vertigrand Piano to us as payment for what they owe us.
It sounded way better than Tita Julie's and Tita Neng's upright piano. And it is downright HEAVY. 6-8 people were carrying it in bringing it inside our house. And every morning, I would practice "The Harebell", "In May" and this other song I can't even remember--that neighbors already hum along while I play.
(talking to Marj as we speak... and just keeping her 'abreast' of things)
Then I learned "Only Hope", and others as well.. "Looking through the Eyes of Love", "jingle bells", etc.
So you see, my piano means more to me than any other things... I still have all my workbooks and different piano pieces in the storage of the piano bench.
My mom wanted to sell it before coming up here.. but I refuse and now, seeing how my Auntie Lalay just bought an electric keyboard with 8 octaves, I'm kind of wanting to sell it too and buy a new one here, and kind of not too...
I don't know it's just me I guess... I'm pretty sentimental when it comes to these things. I don't have a decent picture of my piano, but the one below is quite similar to mine--save for a few scratches and all...
I miss playing piano too, to be in fact.
It's probably best to wait a little more...