Famous composer Sun had gilded the tops of the Alps and together with the new day started the moment that I was preparing for 8 years the Day when the jury glasses on his nose and solemnly give to my piano and say, can I see the whole world will Talk a little bit about yourself my name is Barbara and I’m 13 years old just Think that eight years ago mother heard my singing and my musical talent, brought me to the door of the music school, where it all began preparations for the long-awaited day in which the hall is full with audience will hear a Bach invention No. 6, Sonatina Mozart, and March, Tchaikovsky and many other plays that I was going through all these years At the Conservatory had to be at 5 00 PM and I, not losing minutes, came to the road that led to my musical school the Morning breeze cooled me, I listened to the birds singing and kept repeating to myself all the pieces one by one, in their right rhythm to their composers have been pleased with me In the atrium of the already gathered people, to listen to and appreciate each other all of that will play pianists, the jury has not yet come, the concert hasn’t started yet and I’m not being a very confident, decided to calm down, chat with friends, drink tea and work out a couple of works In the cafeteria, I saw Birgit, she’s a violinist, but she was very responsive, confident girl With her, I felt very comfortable, so to speak, in the “ease” and very soon we began to discuss the gig Turns out she also will speak and fight for the right to go to Paris and there to appear on the TV screens, just like me! But time passed and I could not stand, said: – Birgit, there is a free account, where you could practice? She opened wide eyes and asked: – Why do you care? So you play it like you were brought up in the family of Maikapar! – Well, you exaggerate! Just how uncomfortable without preparation, suddenly forget that? We climbed to the attic in search of office, but all the classes were busy insecure beginners like me I am desperate: am I not able to practice? Can’t just pick it up and let go of his dream home? With these bad thoughts I came up behind Birgit on the top floor and suddenly heard joyful exclamation: the barbarian, take a look! This Cabinet But before she could finish, a cry frozen on her lips Murmured something about her mother, she has left me stunned look disappeared, the Cabinet really was in a deplorable and frightening as the Middle of the room was frustrated with the piano, the window was wide open and the room walked a draught of Vintage and broken mirror reflected me in a very distorted form an Old decrepit wardrobe with robes entirely moth-eaten, creaking floorboards, scratched door, embossed keys of the instrument, a portrait of Bach – all of this fills me with horror which chilled him to the bone What surprised me the most is the lack of electricity On the piano stood a rusty candlesticks, which dripped wax dimly burning candle Suddenly the room was illuminated with blinding eyes flash, and I shuddered from the thunder that raged on the street seemed very strange to me when I left home, the weather was great I put my fingers on the old keys of the instrument and the piano spoke to me cracked sound, but I didn’t pay attention to it: the music sounded exactly as I wanted Now turn had the album for Anna Magdalena Bach, wife of the famous composer Sebastian Bach I was completely absorbed by the pieces, which was playing for fun but gradually I’m hearing that the door is issued a noise similar to the banging of heels I abruptly opened the door: nobody was there Surprised expelling a ‘Hmph’, I went back to my lesson, but the noise outside the door continued moreover, I even heard some female laughter and singing, but all in vain: opening the door no one was there I was very much scared and quickly gathered all my Montecchi and blowing out the last candle lit the small enclave, I was about to leave But cruel fate did not want to let me go without a surprise Closing the door, I heard a mysterious voice, not like a human, and he came from the class: Nobody nobody played in my class so good You’ll be the first barbarian who will go out alive From this point on it’s been two months And to this day, living temporarily in Paris, I have wondered if I was pleased with the spirit of John Sebastian Bach?
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