For Her

by Demetrius
(Shawnee, OK, United States)

As a freshman at a private university, I had never thought of trying to play the guitar. I had always wanted to learn an instrument but I couldn't find something that just felt right.

Well, a friend down the hall played his acoustic guitar from time to time and after he taught me a couple of open chords, I decided that I really wanted my own.

My 18hth birthday approached and I begged my mom to buy me a guitar. She took me to a local Hastings and it so happened to be Guitar Month. I settled on a Fender Starcaster.

Well, months go by and I play the guitar on and off. Eleven months later, I receive a call telling me that my mom is going to die in 24 hours. She passes away three days later. My Fender Starcaster was the last birthday present that she was able to give to me.

While looking at my school's course catalog for the fall, I notice a private guitar class in the music section. I sign up for it and spend the next two semesters learning the basics with my newly acquired Ibanez S470 electric guitar.

Going into my third semester of private lessons, my teacher tells me that I should invest in a classical guitar. I never was too keen on the idea but he tells me "With classical guitar training, you could eventually write a song for your mom." That's all I needed to hear.

I buy a classical guitar from Guitar Center but he tells me that I should return it and he will recommend me a better one. I end up with an Antonio Aparicio AA10 classical guitar with solid rosewood back and sides, and a cedar top.

It's been two weeks and I have yet to play my electric guitar. Even after I've spent more than a year playing that guitar every single day. I thoroughly enjoy classical guitar more than I do electric guitar and I will never put it down.