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" I started practicing piano for a year straight, but I stopped because it was winter break. My biggest struggle right now is school, I study at "Hasan Prishtina" elementary school. I had a piano concert and I got a reward for it. I was scared and nervous because I thought I would do something wrong and I would get very embarrassed because I was playing a really long song. I also forgot that I was going to play another song and went back to my chair, so everyone started looking at me and then my dad told me that I had to do another song. For the second song, I had the piano sheet whereas I played the first one without it. "



Mik Gjikolli, 11 years old













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