A clumsy attempt at writing, including G.O.T. 2017 and Prep NaNoWriMo 2019
|I bought a new guitar.
Not that I can play the instrument, but I had an old one laying in the attic and I wanted to restring it so I went to the music store. There they told me the guitar was too old to restring,
I had to buy a new one. So I did.
I made a promise to myself to actually take lessons this time to learn how to play.
So, I found a teacher online.
The website was well developed, he had a good teaching record of kids, adults and even older folks who he taught the pleasures of the acoustic guitar. And he was living close by, in my neighborhood. He was teaching from his home.
The first meet was very agreeable, he looked like a nice guy, his story was good and he would be a coach in teaching me to play. So, I went along, paid for the upcoming month and waited until the date arrived that I had my first lesson.
In the meantime, I thought it necessary to listen to guitar music on Youtube, and learn how to tune the strings by myself, with the help of a little tuning apparatus. The first three times all went well, but the fourth time of tuning the guitar I broke a string. I was petrified. Perhaps not a big deal to others, but I thought I ruined the guitar. Luckily the shop put on a new string and that was that.
But something changed from that point on.
I became afraid to even pick up the guitar, let alone tune it. I even began to fear the lessons.
The day after tomorrow my first lesson starts, I don’t want to go.
There’s something not right about the place, but I have to go. It’s silly I know, but I am afraid and anxious. But, I paid for the first four lessons, didn’t I?
So, after my lunch today I am going to pick up that guitar and play a little with it. Perhaps, I even learn to like it! I hope my fear will go away.
I hope my teacher will be patient with me.
Weekly writing Challenge week 5. Prompt 2: There's something not right about the place, but you have to go there... ~ Story