But I File My Nails Daily for Extra Credit.
I sat down on the bench and put my books on top of the piano.
"Okay. Did you do your scales?"
I don't have a lot of patience, so I spent my piano time doing finger exercises, not finger exercises and scales. But I didn't want to tell my teacher that.
"Yes."
"Which did I have you do?"
"...no."
The moral, of course, is do your homework so your piano teacher won't think you're an idiot.
"Okay. Did you do your scales?"
I don't have a lot of patience, so I spent my piano time doing finger exercises, not finger exercises and scales. But I didn't want to tell my teacher that.
"Yes."
"Which did I have you do?"
"...no."
The moral, of course, is do your homework so your piano teacher won't think you're an idiot.
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posted by BrownsvilleGirl at 12:32 AM
Is that the sound I hear when I call your phone?
If you like, I can set it to play Yidden for you. :)