My dad died in 1980, and I found out afterwards from mum that my piano lessons, which cost £2 a week, took up nearly a third of his income.
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I played the piano as a boy for six years, from the time I was six to 12 years old. My piano lessons ended when my father died because our family had no more money. I used to have a mestiza teacher. She'd come once a week to teach me piano lessons, and she'd bribe me each time with an apple; otherwise, I wouldn't play.
I decided during my teens that I wasn't going to have the life of a concert pianist, much to the chagrin of a lot of people who had put a lot of money into me!
All the money my mom spent on lessons paid off.
I was coerced into taking piano lessons in the early '50s. It was a quite unpleasant experience.
I've had grand pianos that are more expensive than, like, a year's worth of rent.
Yes, I was forced to take piano lessons for 8 years as a child.
I was a per diem floater in the same junior high school I went to. I sat in the office and made $42.50 a day, and whenever a teacher was absent, I'd substitute. I taught everything from English to auto shop.
My parents signed me up for classical guitar lessons, which made for two years of the most depressing Wednesday evenings.
My dad would give me $10, which is a lot of money when you're 9, to sing at church, on tables at restaurants, at family functions, just about anywhere.
I had piano lessons when I was younger, but I quit because I didn't want to sit and learn the scales.
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