When he came Christmas Day, I found my disappointment that my father had just bought a normal guitar. He did not imagine t want to waste your money. I was never disappointed. When I was about 12, growing up in southern Africa, I saw a Elvis Presley guitar in a toy store window and I begged my father to buy for me as my current. When I banged on it, I was expecting pleasant music to come out. It is not t have the same feeling as magical guitar Elvis Presley. He gave me as a bad job, so my father started learning to play.
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