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Piano Lessons for Life(中考阅读)  

2015-09-26 20:57:48|  分类: 中考阅读 |  标签: |举报 |字号 订阅

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       I’m a retired elementary school musicteacher from Iowa (美国爱荷华州). I’vesupplemented my income by teaching piano lessons for over30years.Over the years,I’ve taught talented students as well as what I call “musically challenged” ones.
  Robby was eleven years old when we first met. I preferred to teach younger kids, but Robby said it had always been his mother’s dream to hear him play the piano. So I took him as my student.
  At first, I thought it was a hopeless endeavor(尝试). Hard as Robby tried, he lacked the sense of rhythm needed to excel. But he dutifully reviewed his scales(音阶) and elementary pieces that I required other students to learn. At the end of each weekly lesson he’d always say, “My mom’s going to hear me play someday.”
  I only saw his mother from a distance as she dropped Robby off or waited to pick him up. She always waved and smiled but never stopped in. One day, Robby didn’t show up as usual. I thought about calling him, but assumed that he might have decided to pursue something else. I even felt glad that he stopped coming as he was a bad advertisement for my teaching!
  Several weeks later, I mailed each student a flyer on the upcoming recital(音乐演奏会). To my surprise, Robby asked if he could be in the recital. I told him that the recital was for current students and he did not qualify. He said that his mom had been sick and unable to take him to piano lessons but he was still practicing. “Miss Hondorf, I’ve just got to play!” he insisted. I don’t know what led me to allow him to play in the recital.
  The night for the recital came. The high school gymnasium was packed with parents, friends and relatives. Robby was put up last in the program before I was to thank all the students and play a finishing piece. I thought that I could salvage (挽救) his poor performance through my curtain call (谢幕).
  The recital went off successfully. Then Robby came up on stage. His clothes were wrinkled (起褶皱) and his hair looked like a nest. “Why didn’t he dress up like the other students?” I wondered. “Why didn’t his mother at least make him comb his hair for this special night?”
  Robby pulled out the piano bench and began. I was surprised when he announced that he had chosen Mozart’s Concerto #21 in C Major(C大调第二十一钢琴协奏曲). His fingers danced nimbly (敏捷地) on the keys. His suspended chords (挂留和弦) that Mozart demanded were magnificent! Never had I heard Mozart played so well by anyone at his age.
  After he finished, everyone was on their feet in wild applause. I ran up on stage in tears and put my arms around Robby in joy. “I’ve never heard you play like that, Robby! How did you do it?”
  Robby explained, “Well, Miss Hondorf, remember I told you my mom was sick? Actually, she had cancer and passed away this morning. She was born deaf, so tonight was the first time she ever heard me play. I wanted to make it special.”
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