Today I had my first piano lesson.

I went from school (my hours are different this week; I'm working 9am - 12.30.... no school lunch :() straight to the piano lady's house. It was slightly like an interrogation. She sat me down.

"Why do you want to learn the piano?"

Then her neighbour came in to see what I was like. Her neighbour's English was really good so we could talk really well and afterwards I think they decided I wasn't a bad foreigner and she began teaching me.

When we phoned her yesterday to arrange it, we decided that the lessons would be best from 6pm - 7pm, then 2 hours later she phoned back to tell me that her husband wasn't happy with the arrangement and it would have to be earlier.

The white people they have met or have heard of before did wonders to damage the image of foreigners.

It was a beautiful moment when I began playing though as I forgot how great it is to learn something physical. These last 3 years of reading books have worn down my interest in learning and today, I believe it has been re-ignited.

As this week is a school vacation, over 4 lessons I taught (collectively) maybe 10 students!! We began playing a Spongebob Squarepants boardgame which was too complicated to explain so we made our own rules up. Also we played my new game of 'How long can you stand on one leg for, whilst pulling a stupid face without laughing' which went down a treat. THEN the troublesome fifth graders were demanding 'Simon Says' which they normally hate. Seems that being in school during vacation results in thier wanting more fun, no matter how small it is.