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Just as I was finding these mortal children desperately wearisome, I had a new student today. Her name is Calliope. She told me that her father loved "the Classics". Have you ever heard a six year-old solemnly tell you about "the Classics"? It is simply charming. She told me that they have a cat at home, whose name is Apollo. More and more ( Read more... ) -
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I gave a private lesson to a little brat today. Well, I intended to. The fact that his parents didn't know what a flute was rather hindered the process. The little brat showed up with a recorder, instead.
It's not that difficult, folks. Google it. Your children's musical education is at stake here.
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I do not greatly appreciate having to walk so many stairs after a long day at school. Sisters? Do any of you have some space that is closer to the current ground floor? Otherwise, I shall fall asleep outside Daddy's door and have done with it.
My children are taking part in the school concert. In spite of all my best efforts, I fear it will be a -
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[Calliope is sitting on the edge of her bed, looking at the camera, her teeth worrying at her lower lip. She peers at it intently and frowns.
She gets up. Walks out of shot. Walks back into shot. Stoops over the camera, her red hair falling down over her shoulders.
She sits back down.]
Sisters?
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