A Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara
When I was in middle school, I took piano lessons from Mrs. Black. She was an amazing teacher who had a major impact on my life.
Each week I had a private lesson and a group lesson where I learned theory, ear training, and improvisation. She taught in her home and had two baby ground pianos in her studio. I can still remember her coming down the stairs in her house shoes and playing a second piano part to my Clementi Sonatinas.
I performed in recitals, festivals, and for the National Guild of Piano Teachers. I loved every minute of it and decided at that point I wanted to be just like Mrs. Black when I grew up.
I did indeed pursue a degree in music education where all the group lessons helped tremendously in my freshmen theory classes. I began teaching piano in the home of one of the professors who guided me as I began my teaching career.
Fast forward more than 30 years and I am still teaching private piano as well as classroom music. And I still love doing both. While I do not have a baby grand piano, much less two, in my living room, I try to impart the same love of music that Mrs. Black passed on to me.
I looked down this week and noticed my feet:
I have achieved my life goal of becoming just like Mrs. Black – right down to teaching in my house shoes.