When he sat down at the new piano and began playing – a lovely improvised piece that somewhat resembled Pachelbel’s Canon – I fought back the tears, swallowed my pride for the millionth time, and smiled back when finished. Having our own piano had been a dream of ours since we were engaged, lazily imagining…
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Who am I not to be?
I walked nervously down the “big kids’” hallway, wearing my plaid skirt and navy sweater, clutching my math book, a pencil, and a folder to my chest. It was my first day in the “advanced math class” with the seventh grade teacher, Mr. Biegun. I was only in fourth grade, but he was taking a…
