Musical Marination


My dream of a manicure

Posted in music,Piano Lessons by Rivki Silver on 10/10/2010
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I’ve been a bit preoccupied with having a baby, so I haven’t kept up with trimming my nails.

What’s that all about, you may ask.  Well, with playing and teaching piano, it’s important that I keep my nails short.  As a performer, keeping my nails short is key for playing.  Once those nails get long, it’s click-click-click, and sometimes a nail will get caught in between two keys (ouch!).  As a teacher, it’s important to keep my nails short to be a good example to my students.  I can’t very well tell them to keep their nails short if I’m not doing it myself.

But these past couple weeks I haven’t had time to think about my nails and they have grown long.  Yesterday I was admiring them and fantasizing about french manicures.  Today they are just annoying me, and I remember why I don’t like them long.  I feel encumbered and awkward.

They will most likely get clipped today, and my dreams of elegantly manicured hands will remain just that:  dreams.

summer scheduling stress

Posted in Piano Lessons by Rivki Silver on 08/03/2010
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During the school year all my piano lessons are scheduled for Sunday afternoon and evening.  I try to line them up as close to back-to-back as possible, students’ schedules allowing.  This way I can hire a babysitter for my toddler if my husband is not available to watch the little man during my lessons.

The summertime, however, has proven much more challenging.  While the bulk of my students are still on Sunday, the scheduling is much more spread out.  Additionally, I have one student who cannot do Sundays, one whose lesson is Sunday morning, and various reschedules during the week.

This means that for about a half-hour prior to each lesson, I have panic-stricken moments where I envision my toddler having screaming meltdowns during the lesson.  Where I have to leave my student stranded at the piano while I take care of my child.  Where I offer to refund money for the lesson since I was so distracted.  Where my professionalism and credibility land in the diaper pail.  It’s really, really stressful.

Thankfully, so far, before each lesson, my toddler mercifully takes a nap or plays quietly and nicely in his crib.  This is a major blessing and act of compassion from above, I’m telling you.

I’m looking forward to the school year when my schedule is once more conducive to having someone watch the little one, and I can focus on preparing for the upcoming lesson sans panic attacks.