Confessions of a Piano Teacher Part 1 – The Invisible Race There are moments in teaching that no training course prepares you for. Many years ago, I taught a lovely boy—we’ll call him Billy. Like many children these days, Billy had a full timetable. School, clubs, sports, activities… and somewhere among all of that, a…
When the Hunter Becomes the Hunted Well… not really. It’s actually called When the Teacher Becomes the Student. But I couldn’t resist the other title. Over the years I’ve noticed something curious. The lessons I remember most are not the ones where everything went according to plan. They’re the ones where the plan/expectation stepped aside. As…
The Magnetic Shopping Trolley There are few places where I expect complete strangers to strike up a conversation. The supermarket wasn’t one of them. Yet, for the past few years, it has become one of the friendliest places I know. Twice a week I push a trolley that looks as though a rainbow has decided…