Podcast #2 - Piano

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Hello, everyone! This is the second podcast I prepared. In this podcast you will hear me talk about the first time I played the piano. Great day it was! I hope you all like it! - Leave a commentary with suggestions, questions, feedback and so on.
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 Hi, everyone! Este é o segundo podcast que preparo. Neste áudio você vai saber como foi a primeira vez que toquei o piano. Excelente dia foi esse. Espero que todos vocês gostem! Deixem um comentário comsugestões, perguntas, feedback e tudo o mais.
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I had always dreamed about playing the piano. I had always pictured how it would be like to have my fingers flow on the piano keyboard as I play the simplest and yet deepest melodies and harmonies. I had always dreamed about it much before it all happened. I do remember quite well: I was 17 years old when I had my first music class at Villa-Lobos music school in RJ. I was extremely excited when I came into the room. Everybody was there and they all seemed to be very nervous because that was the first class. The classroom was crowded The teacher came in and said: Alright, you are going to stand up and introduce yourselves. I could feel the anxiety and nervousness coming from the students' bodies. However, strangely enough, I wasn't nervous because I simply couldn't take my eyes off the piano. It was just like love at first sight or the anxiety of the first date. The moment you try to look cool but inside you have those gigantic butterflies flying around. That was one of those moments. I couldn't stop looking. I simply couldn't. I was staring at the piano and I could almost feel it was staring back at me. I had never seen a piano all my life but I had been waiting for that moment so long. It was a dream coming true, just being there to simply watch it. The students were standing up in order to introduce themselves when the teacher called my name. I stood up, I looked at everyone in the eye and said: Hi, as you all already know, my name is Daniel. I am 17 years old and I have always dreamed of being here, of learning music. it is with pleasure I can say I am very thankful for being here among you all and most importantly... in front of this beautiful, complex, imponent piano. I have never played it but I've always dreamed about it. I just wonder if I could play a song for the first time." The students looked at me anxiously. Then they looked at the teacher anxiously, then they looked at me again. after ten seconds of pure silence, the teacher finally answered. His answer, however, was very short: No. Everybody tried to laugh in order to cut the tension when I said: Well, at least I tried. The class went by and I couldn't pay attention to it. Not even a little bit. As long as the piano was there I wouldn't pay attention to anything else. A moment later, the teacher left the classroom for a reason I don't remember why and I simply couldn't resist. It was the very first day and I was already inclined to break a rule. But I couldn't simply stay there and do nothing. I couldnt have the piano in front of me and not talk to it. That's really rude, isn't it? So I stood up, and when I did so, the whole class looked at me and they knew the very thing I was about to do. A little girl shouted: Don't do it! You might be expelled! Teachers here are very strict when it comes to playing the piano during the first semester! I didin't care. How could I? It was much stronger than me. It was calling me. It was whispering my name. I could hear it. I could.... my soul was becoming lighter, my heart was about to explode. I was getting closer and closer, and the closer I got, the faster my heart would beat. Then I finally sat on the piano stool. It was 20 centimeters away from my body. I laid my hands on the keyboard and for a second I wasn't me any longer. I was nobody. I was just spiritual. The hair from my whole body was almost flying away due to the goosebumps. I hit the first note and i cried immediately! Tears fell from eyes and rolled down my face. I didn't know where or who I was. All I knew was that that note was penetrating my soul. It was reaching the depth of my heart, it was changing every tin feeling to the lightest gold. It was changing me and it did. It left me a great mark. A mark that will never leave or ever be forgotten. It changed me. Peculiar it is, for the greatest complexity made me the simplest man.

A tight hug,
 Daniel Alves de Oliveira