Kids Acoustic Guitar – Still The Best I Own
I began playing my kids acoustic guitar when I was eight years old. My Dad came home from work one evening and told me that he had something for me and told me to wait right where I was. Of course, I just had to know what it was.
He left the room and returned a few minutes later with a huge oblong box and placed it on the table in front of me. To my great surprise, it contained a guitar. My eyes nearly popped!
This wasn’t just any guitar. It was my guitar, my very first kids acoustic guitar! It was the jumbo guitar I had dreamed about for so long!
It didn’t even bother me that I didn’t have a clue as to how to play it. That would come later. The important thing is that it had arrived and it belonged to me. I was so proud!
Kids Acoustic Guitar – I Practiced For Hours On End
From that time forward I could be found sitting in front of the television set, watching my favorite stars playing and singing all of my favorite tunes. Of course I was playing right along with them on my kids acoustic guitar. My playing did leave a lot to be desired though, but at least I was following my dream and I was learning. Between taking basic lessons from my Dad and playing along with records and the tv, I was pretty well set. My Dad even picked up some beginners guitar books from the local music store.
It was a shame that I couldn’t just pick my guitar up and start playing right away. I found out that there was a pretty steep learning curve and saw early on that it was going to be an uphill battle. I was ok with that, just so I could play it eventually.
I had to learn also how to care for my new instrument and about the accessories I needed like picks, a string winder, a capo and a tuner. My mind was really buzzing. I remember the one thing that really drove me crazy was not having a guitar strap. Years later, it seems like such a small thing, but it drove me nuts back then!
Kids Acoustic Guitar – What Is A Callous?
Then there was the matter of callouses. When I began practicing, not only did the tips of my fingers hurt, the pain traveled upward to my wrist and then proceeded up my arm. I wasn’t prepared for that one. Dad laughed and told me that I had to develop callouses and then the pain would go away. I didn’t even know what a callous was, but if Dad said I needed some, then that was good enough for me! I kept practicing and soon I discovered the joys of callouses! It didn’t hurt anymore!
Along with all of that practicing I learned how to change the strings, wipe the strings and guitar down after practice to get rid of the oil and grime from my hands to keep the strings and guitar finish like new. I developed a healthy respect for that guitar.
Kids Acoustic Guitar – My Life-long Adventure
Over the years playing the guitar has meant so much to me. Dad is gone now, and every time I pick up that same old guitar it reminds me of all the hard work that went into it. Playing that guitar has become a life-long adventure for me.
I have other guitars now, but none as special as that old jumbo kids acoustic guitar that Dad gave me when I was just a kid.










