“I’m must concerned that he doesn’t like it. If he doesn’t like it, he will never be any good and feel pushed his whole life. And that is not what piano lessons are all about.”
Joshua’s piano teacher was right. He wasn’t enjoying it… and he was doing terrible at it.
The sad part was that he has so much talent. He can pick out songs, has a great ear for tone and pitch, and has an excellent sense of rhythm (unlike his father).
But what he didn’t have was the passion and all the skill and talent in the world doesn’t amount to a hill of beans without passion.
So, why didn’t he… and how could he get that passion?
That was the question Margie and I asked ourselves over and over during the next few days. When we talked with him about it, he simply said, “I don’t like those exercises she makes me do – they’re not even songs and it is so boring!”
So, how do we make the technical exercises fun and exciting?
Here is where we articulated an enormously valuable lesson of life that Margie and I had both learned, but not realized it.
The answer is: you don’t make it fun and exciting – you just do it because it’s the right thing to do.
Isn’t so much of life like that? As a mother, does Margie get all jazzed up and excited about changing a stinky diaper? How about mopping that floor? Or do I just fall all over myself to do some of my work projects that take away from family time? No, none of those things are our “favorite, most exciting things” in the world to do… but they have to be done so that we can enjoy the great thrills of life.
The fact is, much of life is boring, mundane, drab, and flat.
It was not an easy conversation for either of us, but before the next piano lesson, I sat down with Joshua, “I know you don’t like those technical exercises, but you know what? If you don’t do those today, you’ll never be able to play the songs you love tomorrow. Without the drab and boring stuff, there can never, ever be exciting stuff. Plus, if you only ever do the ‘fun’ stuff, you’ll never really enjoyit, never really be good at it, and eventually despise it – and I don’t think that is what you want. It’s your choice, but I think you should hang in there, master the basic technical stuff and see what happens.”
He thought about it for a while and finally decided to drag and drudge his way through.
And he did.
It is now a few months later and the house rings with music. There is a piano upstairs and one downstairs. Stop by on any given moment and you just may find his fingers flying across the keys, filling the air with a catchy tune here, or a sweet melody there.
What a satisfying feeling to see that he has learned that life is not all bells, whistles, flash, and fun… sometimes it is just plain hard work, dull, and boring… but well worth it.