"Two Kinds" Summary Poem

With all the training I do I still can't play the piano to the best of my ableity. A week ago my mom would always tell me to work on it, she would say, "Jing-Mei the talent show is coming up some and there will be no mistakes in front of my face. This family was a disappointment people looked and giggled until the tears fall from there eyes with out an supprise. The day of the show I took some notes from the others how played that every same day. I realized that this wasn't for me so when i got up there i hit anykey. the babies in the show cried there was not claps and I looked back and everyone seemed dead.