Like many other kids, I was pushed to learn an instrument when I was growing up. Once a week I would be carted off to piano lessons at my teacher's studio, where I would sit reeling off scales, or studying a piece of music to which I had no particular personal connection. It was by no means the most cumbersome of my scholastic pursuits, but I struggled to take real pleasure in an activity not of my choosing. My first real exposure to classical music was one that is all too common: it was forced....
Like many other kids, I was pushed to learn an instrument when I was growing up. Once a week I would be carted off to piano lessons at my teacher's studio, where I would sit reeling off scales, or studying a piece of music to which I had no particular personal connection. It was by no means the most cumbersome of my scholastic pursuits, but I struggled to take real pleasure in an activity not of my choosing. My first real exposure to classical music was one that is all too common: it was forced....
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