Monologue

Hi, it's Stella. I'm going to tell you the story about how I started playing the piano.

I remembered that I was five years old and my mom was talking to the teacher because I was not behaving well in the class. But, for me as a five-year-old child I just have another 20 minutes to play with my friends. So, me and my friends were just running up and down the stairs. I was so tired so I start "climbing" upstairs. When I was going upstairs, I heard some beautiful sound came from nowhere. I started searching. The sound was so unclear at first, but as I getting upstairs, the sound became louder and louder. I found the classroom. I saw a elder sister was playing something that is really big, but the "big thing" sounds so good. I stayed their for a while and I left. In the next few days, I got to know that "big thing" is actually called "piano", and I know I want to learn it. I "played the piano" on my table every night, I even draw a piano on my table which means I was just knocking on the table. My mom saw that I have such a huge passion on playing the piano, so she bought the piano and offered the class for me.