Don't Block Their Sky
I was seven years old. We were riding in the van when Daddy
turned the radio station to the classical station. Every once and a while he
wanted Kandace and me to listen to classical music. He said that it broadened
our minds. The piece playing was a riveting piano solo. I listened in wonder.
Daddy turned his head slightly so his voice would easily meet my ears.
“Isn’t that beautiful? Would you like to play the piano? One day you could play
like that.”
I didn’t answer. I doubted that I could ever play anything as awe-inspiring
even if I practiced forever. Piano lessons began when I was eight-year-old. My
piano teacher, was pleasantly surprised at my ability to play chords and scales
with ease. I wasn’t the quickest of learners, but I tried hard. One of my
greatest fears was to embarrass myself in front of my teacher. At
Christmastime, Mama scheduled me to play at church. I begged her not to make me
play. Her big brown eyes turned cool.
“Katy, you will never overcome your fear until you face it.”
I was dressed in a velvet dress and my straight hair
was brushed until it shown. I shook with nervousness as I opened my piano book
and sat on the squeaky bench. I played “Mary, Did You Know?” I did well.
Everyone clapped and I swelled with pride. Maybe Mama was right. Many other
little girls and boys took piano lessons, but their mommies never made them
play in church. They told Mama that their children were just too
afraid. My Daddy and Mama always told me that parents who let their children succumb to
fear of performing ultimately teach their children that there is indeed something
to fear. At the moment, with my little knees shaking together, I was
frustrated with my parents for insisting I play, but when it was all over –
even when years had passed – I was grateful that they had pushed me. Whether it
is in music, athletics, public speaking or any other number of activities, I
learned that practice was important, but performing was just as
important. Performing in front of a crowd of loud fans or a silent audience
develops a whole new and unchartered territory of the brain. Yet, for me, it
brought a grin to me face and inspiration to my heart I would have never known
otherwise.
Children are brimming with abilities and talents that many
parents have never even tapped into. Discover your children's gifts and develop
them. One of the most crippling things a parent can do is agree with their
child that they can't or shouldn't do what they do for other people. That may
seem to temporarily appease the child, but years later, they will
still live with an irrational fear. I am not saying that a child needs to
be drug to church and put on the stage, screaming and crying to play or sing a
song they don't even really know. I am saying when a child is ready to perform
and there is nothing but shyness and fear holding them back, then they should
still play. Don't be fooled. A basketball player should play with a team even
if he still misses lots of shots. Don't be fooled, that
a violinist shouldn't play until he or she never ever makes a mistake
or is in book level 10. Now is the time. Their hearts long to know that their
parents believe in them right now even when they have far to go.
Robin Wolaver wrote a book on this very subject (click here to
see it). It was truthfully one of the best books I have ever read. She pushed
her children until they stood in the Juilliard School of Music and formed the
Annie Moses Band and performed on the world's finest stages.
I don't know much about Juilliard, but I do know that
it never killed me to be challenged, not just to practice, but to
perform.
"How can one shoot for the stars if one has never seen the
sky?" ~ Robin Wolaver
Don't block their sky.
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