Read, Write, Cook?

Read, write and cook. That was my answer when asked what I planned to do in retirement. The read and write part I get, but cook? I think I was simply caught off guard and said the first thing that popped into my head. I do like to cook, but does it deserve “Do what I love and love what I do,” status? (https://susanscribbles.com/about-me/)

I don’t think so.

Many years ago, someone convinced my parents that a child who wanted to play piano should play the accordion first. Let me just say that if you ever want to squash someone’s musical aspirations, place in her lap a funny looking instrument that weighs almost as much as she does, and that she may or may not have ever even seen before.

Unsurprisingly, I have absolutely no memory of how this all went down, but when I picture me at ten with this contraption (no offense), it’s no wonder.

In my parents’ defense, perhaps it was simply the only thing with a keyboard that they could get their hands on. It was the Sixties after all. We were still a long way from having Amazon trucks zipping around delivering anything a heart desires.

Fast forward to the present where I just received a keyboard from my wonderful family to put into action my recently modified retirement plan:

Read, write and play piano.

Wish me luck.

6 Responses

  1. Rick says:

    Good luck. Like I said Tom Sawyer by the September birthdays please.

  2. Chuch says:

    I didn’t recall the accordion! 😳😂
    Good luck with ebony & ivory 🎹

  3. Colleen says:

    Love this. My father had an accordion in his closet and could even play a little. I was always fascinated by it. Cool memory, didn’t know you guys had one too .

    • Susan says:

      Our “accordion in the closet” was very short lived, but I loved hearing about your memory! Our fathers were so talented! ❤️.