The Piano-Loving Frog
How the Little Frog Learned that Appearance is Not All That Matters
Once upon a time, in a small pond, there lived a frog named Trevor. Trevor was not like any other frog in the pond because he had a deep passion for playing the piano. Every day, he would sneak into an old, abandoned house to practice on a grand piano that seemed to have been forgotten by its owner. It was the only time, he felt close to his big brother, who had left one day to catch mosquitos on a rather stormy day and never returned. His big brother loved music as well, especially the guitar, and he had always told Trevor to follow his heart and his guts and to do exactly what felt right in there, regardless of what other people might think.
“The crowds are always into gossiping and arguing. They never really follow their heart. They only live to find flaws in others, to criticize and compromise. But we are all meant for something more. There is something inside of us, that screams to be set free. And once we set it free, wonderful things are going to happen and all those things that seem to be important to most of the people won’t matter anymore.”
“What things?”, Trevor did ask rather innocently, because back then he didn’t quite understand. “Well”, his big brother answered pensively. “Things like a fine house where you find shelter in the storm, or a huge pond right next to it with many water lilies to rest on while waiting for passing flies. And a boat to reach the other side of the pond easily while stretching out lazily and enjoying the sun.” “Ahhh”, Trevor pretended to understand, though he was still quite unsure about that feeling in the heart that seemed to be so splendid that nothing else mattered.
Until that day, when he went on his own little field trip and ended up in the old house in front of that giant piano. From the first time he heard its sound, he was mesmerized. Or to put it simply: He fell in love so deeply that he couldn’t imagine ever parting from this divine music that was hiding inside its grand, elegant wooden coat. Sadly, he also had to find out, just as his big brother had predicted, that his mother and his siblings didn’t share his passion. His siblings even made fun of him. What an absurd idea: A frog who loves the piano and even likes to play it! His mother was far too busy taking care of the entire family alone now that his big brother was not there to help anymore.
So little Trevor learned quickly to keep his passion a secret. But destiny had different plans.
One day, as he was practicing a particularly difficult piece, a group of ducks flew overhead and stopped to listen. The ducks were so impressed with Trevor’s skills that they invited him to play at their pond party that weekend.
Excited by the opportunity to perform, Trevor agreed to play. However, he had a problem. Being a frog, he did not have fingers, and his webbed feet could not reach the piano pedals. But that did not stop him from practicing tirelessly to perfect his performance.
On the day of the party, Trevor hopped onto the piano stool and began to play. The ducks were amazed by his talent, but they could not help but laugh at the sight of a frog playing the piano.
Suddenly, Trevor’s webbed feet slipped off the pedals, causing him to fall off the stool and land in the pond with a big splash. The ducks roared with laughter, but Trevor didn’t mind. Fearlessly, he got back on the stool and finished his little concert, despite being soaking wet. He let the music carry him away while thinking of his big brother watching him from somewhere and protecting him from all the teasing, the laughter, and the gossip, not to mention all the splashes of water.
After the concert, Trevor was just about to leave quietly, the ducks stopped him, overwhelmed by his wonderful music and his persistence to not give up. They full-heartedly apologized for laughing and thanked Trevor for his incredible performance. His mother, his siblings, and his friends, who had secretly joined the party, joined in the song of praise. And all of a sudden, Trevor realized that it was not his appearance that mattered, but his love for music that made him special.
From that day on, Trevor continued to play the piano with all his heart, and the ducks started requesting his performances at all their pond parties. Trevor learned that pursuing his passion was more important than worrying about what others thought of him. He finally understood those words of his big brother and carried on to play with heart, spirit, and loving memory.
The moral of the story is that it is important to pursue our passions, no matter what other people think. It is our love for and devotion to something that makes us special and unique. And, who knows, maybe one day, we too will be invited to play at a duck pond party;)!
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Originally published at https://being-amazed.com on March 17, 2023.
