It has been a day of bursting bubbles. Literally. In an earlier lesson, I had to ask a student to spit out his gum. It is one of my few rules, and every time a student argues with me I go through the whole spiel about how the rhythm of the gum-chewing gets in the way of your playing, it is distracting to you and me, etc. etc. The real reason I have that rule? It was always a rule with my piano teachers and it gives me a little power trip when I get to make students spit out their prized gum. Is that mean?
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Piano vs. Basketball
My last student of this evening was not a happy camper. Why, you ask, when he has such a wonderful teacher? It seems he had been asked to a Bulls game at the last minute. But we have a recital this weekend! So his mother, thankfully, nixed the b-ball game and said he had to stay home for his last lesson before the recital. I told him if it had been a Cubs game I would not only have allowed it, but asked to come along. Sorry basketball, piano is more important!