I heard the most beautiful story in Mexico while teaching English to a wise old man. This particular man had played in the symphony for many years and was highly acclaimed in the musical world. He told me the story of the Moonlight Sonata. Now, I have heard many stories about Beethoven and his Moonlight Sonata, but never have I heard a story as beautiful as this.
At this point it is wise to mention that this story is mere fiction... but beautiful and inspirational none the less. And so it goes...
Ludwig Van Beethoven was a troubled man. He was in love with his beautiful young student, but their love was such that could never be consumated. He was 15 years her elder and her father did not approve of his daughter marrying a man of such economic and social status. Eventually, she became the lover of another man. Beethoven became very depressed, and to add insult to injury he began to lose his hearing. Things were getting dark in Beethoven's life and he began to flirt with thoughts of suicide.
One day Beethoven went to a local cafeteria where less fortunate patrons could take adventage of cheaper food and drink at long tables with benches on either side. There he sat talking to himself about his decision of whether or not to take his own life . "Afterall, what is there worth living for?" A young girl overheard his mumbling and said to him. "How could you, Sir? For I am blind, and cannot even see the light of the moon, yet still I wish to live. How is it that you, who is fortunate enough to see the nightly moon, could wish to take his own life. What could possibly be so bad, if at the very least you can see the light of the moon."
Shocked and moved by this young girl's words, Beethoven went home that night thinking how terribly sad it was that this poor young girl could not see the light of the moon. He was determined to show her the beauty of the moon. He sat at his piano facing the window with the bright moon shining through and composed his Moonlight Sonata so that through his notes she would be able to "see" the light of the moon. And so became the Moonlight Sonata.
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