Annabelle had always had musical aspirations. She dreamed of being a pop star. She just wanted to be on the stage and performing. Each spring when the local talent search began, she would beg her mother to let her enter, but each year her mother came up with some excuse not to let her.
Instead, Annabelle filled her time with other musical pursuits. Mainly, she joined the school choir. An added bonus was that she could miss school for some performances and practices.
Even though Annabelle had the dreams of being a world-famous star, she never had the discipline to learn her craft. In school, she never learned an instrument. She never learned to read music. And, if you asked her mother when Annabelle wasn’t around, she never learned to carry a tune at all.
But Annabelle never gave up hope. Everytime a song she liked came on the radio, she was instantly transported to a stage, in a fancy outfit, in front of thousands of fans who were chanting her name.
Two years later, Annabelle’s family moved. At her new school, Annabelle had to learn an instrument. She instantly wanted to learn guitar. All the successful pop stars knew how to play guitar! But since she had no experience, she was told to join the band instead. She chose a wind instrument, but was less than excited about it. She still didn’t learn how to actually read the music written on the page in front of her. Every time she was given a new piece of music to learn, she would write the name of the notes on the page and just look at the letters, not the actual notes. Annabelle thought she was well on her path to fulfilling her dream! First the oboe, then the world!
Once Annabelle was old enough to get a job, she started to save up her money. She had had enough of being just another regular girl. She needed to really get started on her dreams! She saved up her money and after a few months, she was able to buy her very own guitar. She had no idea how to play it, or even where to start, but she owned it!
Annabelle’s mother wanted to encourage her daughter. Even if she couldn’t sing, learning an instrument would be excellent for Annabelle. Her mother bought her a computer program that taught how to play guitar. Every day for a week Annabelle would spend an hour every day learning how to hold her fingers to play the chords. But then Annabelle realized that the strings hurt her fingers, and that she couldn’t stretch her fingers wide enough to play the chords, and about a thousand other excuses.
One day she decided to skip her guitar lesson. And that one day turned into a whole week. That week into months. And now that guitar that Annabelle was so proud to have bought, sits in the corner collecting dust. Just a small dusty reminder of childhood dreams.