Tia

My Chautauqua , Playing the piano

My journey of learning how to play the piano has not been easy. It takes up a lot of time, every day, practicing for hours. It also takes patience and I believe that if you want to really succeed in piano you must have some kind of life for the music, or at least a power to make you play.

Now, I’m not quite sure yet what my Chautauqua will be but I would like to tell my story and then maybe I’ll find something.

As a young energetic little girl for a love of music, I was always dancing. At school, at home, everywhere and all the time. And my parents always wanted my siblings and me to have the skill of playing at least one instrument because they knew we would love it when we got older as well. So we started and we gradually learned to love it. At first, I was put into group lessons where there were one teacher and about ten kids, each with there own piano. Now for me, this was fun when I was little because there was always lots of children playing all together and I liked all the attention. Although I was playing piano, it was a little too much play and not enough work, as my parents were paying. So when I was about eight years old, I started private lessons. We found an amazing teacher privately both for my sister and me.

This is where the real work started. I started the Royal Conservatory where I would practice all year to do an exam at the end of the year and receive a certificate for the level you did. It was very scary for me as I had never done it before but also because I’m very shy and get nervous when it comes to tests or exams.

Now as I tell my story and figure out my Chautauqua I realized that My journey over the past 10 years of playing the piano, playing the piano has a lot to do with my emotions and I went through different emotions and learned how to use them with other challenges in my life. These emotions were and are positive and negative.

As the years went by and I had done exams and got to higher levels, it was getting much harder. Each exam consists of memorized five songs and playing when correctly for the examiner. Also technical requirements and ear training..etc. You have to get the speed, the notes, and the volume correct or you could lose marks. This is not easy to do. I’ve spent hours a day on sometimes only one song because it’s all about practicing and practicing and repetition to get it perfect. And I think I could call myself a perfectionist.

Over the years, I got very frustrated. Because of my dyslexia, it’s a little more difficult for me to figure out and read the notes. So it took me a lot more time to learn one piece compared to my sister for example who can learn a song a lot faster.

Through playing the piano I’ve learned a lot about myself, what I can achieve and how patient I am. I can tell you now. I am not very patient but if I want to be I can. And piano has taught me that since I want to achieve a certain level and get better as a pianist, I have to spend hours working towards my goal. I’ve had times where I could get a section in a song right and I would do it over and over again but just wouldn’t get it right. So I would lose my confidence and stop. That’s where I thought I could go on because I couldn’t get through this one problem.

Finally, after slowly going through it again, i got it right and by the end of the year when I have to do my exam or play in a recital. I would walk into that exam or recital scared out of my mind but would say to myself:”Tia, you’ve gone so far to get where you are today in piano. You’ve spent the whole year perfecting these songs. You can do this”. And after that performance, i would feel so amazing because I know I did my best and I played that song perfectly.

Still today I struggle to play the piano and go through the hard parts. I think my motivation in that amazing feeling at the end of the year that tells me there’s always hope and I didn’t work for anything. I also play for my family, they love hearing me play. Most important is that even if I get frustrated or angry sometimes, I’ve learned to love playing the piano and still can’t believe I have this skill I can enjoy forever.

As I think about my story, I’m still not sure exactly what my Chautauqua is but as my piano playing has had ups and downs. My emotions have had Ups and downs and I have definitely learned about my emotions and what I can achieve.

The Murder of Roger Ackroyd by Agatha Christie

There are different reasons why the narrator, Dr. Sheppard would or wouldn’t be classified as an unreliable narrator. In the Murder of Roger Ackroyd[The Murder of Roger Ackroyd], the narrator does a surprisingly outstanding  job at writing how and who murdered Mr. Ackroyd Mrs.Ferrars..etc, but also writing in such detail and making  the readers think the murderer was anyone but Dr.Sheppard and then[while] the narrator is, in fact, the murderer all along.  This is a good introduction, Tia; but it is all one sentence!  Consider writing in shorter, succinct sentences.

In all the events in this novel, the narrator has to be very careful in how he describes every moment he’s trying to avoid the detectives from finding out the truth.The narrator does leave us with suspicion when it’s Dr. Sheppard that might be the one hiding Ralph Paton. Ralph Paton does leave for a big part of the novel and we are led to believe that he might be dead or fled the country. Dr. Sheppard then tells us he thought it was best for Ralph to go into hiding because he would be a suspect in the murder of Mr. Ackroyd. At this point, We started to think more and more that the narrator could be the murderer.

Throughout the story, the detectives can’t seem to understand the whereabouts of everyone in the household of Mr. Ackroyd the night of the murder. For example, Flora tells the detectives she had left Mr. Ackroyd’s office at 9:45 when really that never happened.

The narrator has a very important role in the story because he is our eye and ears of everything that happens and even though Dr. Sheppard does turn out to be the murderer the whole time, in the end, we are so surprised and blown away that he is. I don’t think that Dr. Sheppard is an unreliable narrator for telling us a really well[-]written story in his own way and he managed to fool us all, but he is an unreliable narrator in the way for lying about everything little thing that made us believe that anyone else could be the murderer but Dr. Sheppard.

The role of the narrator in this story was particularly interesting because he didn’t just write it in protecting his own identity from coming out but also writing it in an impressive way that he actually might have gotten away with the murders.

Hamlet can be described as a fully human character

I believe Hamlet’s character is in fact human. Even though throughout the passage (Act 1, Scene 2 lines 130-160), he’s describing in a manner that is very dramatic and emotional like he is inhumane, In fact, he is trying to express his grief for his father and how he feels so betrayed that his mother would marry his uncle less a month after the king’s death.

For example, in the few two lines, Hamlet says: “O that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew!”. These are not words that a person today would describe something as today. Hamlet says it’s too much and that it evolves”? into dew, it resolves into nothing. He’s expressing how he feels. How the death of his father, such an excellent king, has come to impact upon his life so dramatically. This is grief and sympathy. This is being human.

In lines 140 – 145, Hamlet describes how his mother was loved so dearly by his father and how she remarried so quickly after his death. And not just to anyone, but to the king’s brother. Hamlet is trying to understand why she would do this. He is simply confused and this just makes him even more human. In this passage, his emotions are so big[immense/overwhelming] and so scattered that he’s bursting with confusion. He doesn’t even know how to express himself properly. And at the end the passage, he says: “But break my heart,—for I must hold my tongue!” He will respect his mothers wishes even tho[though]it’s breaking his heart.

Hamlet’s character is human, fully human with emotions and sympathy and grief for his father. He doesn’t know how his life changed so quickly. He has so many questions, he wonders how and why, and tries without a fight in vain to understand his mother.