Teaching Beethoven Piano

just a short story about a girl with a friend


1. Teaching Beethoven Piano

 Teaching Beethoven Piano


A normal family of three lived in a small but comfortable house. There was a Mr. Hughes, a Mrs. Hughes, ad a Ms. Kylie.

          Mr. and Mrs. Hughes were happily married and loved their daughter, little Ms. Kylie, to no end.

          Ms. Kylie Hughes was indeed a delightful daughter and perfect princess, and often liked to dress like one.

          Although she was only five-years-old, Ms. Kylie had an MO and a confusing logic only she could understand.

          Her logic was peculiar in many small ways, like humming made the monsters under the bed fall asleep or spinning really quick like a figure skater made the earth spin the other way. One major thing she had a problem with was loyalty. It was hard for someone to explain because it’s not entirely explanatory and it’s not entirely understood. The only way to explain it is with a necessary illustration; she only had one stuffed animal, her precious teddy bear, because having two or more would mean favoritism which isn’t fair to either and fairness and loyalty are apparently synonymous.

And that is why only Ms. Kylie can comprehend it.

Ms. Kylie got her teddy bear as a birthday present when she turned three. The teddy bear was the best and most well-behaved friend anyone could ever have Teddy had pure chocolate brown fur with cream on his snout, the inside of his ears, the soles of his feet, the palms of his hands, and encircling his large, black eyes.

          Ms. Kylie loved her teddy bear almost as much as she loved mommy and daddy. He was her only friend and they spent every day together; Ms. Kylie even brought him to Church, although Mr. and Mrs. Hughes made the teddy bear stay in the car with crackers and a coloring book.

With mommy and daddy’s help, little Ms. Kylie named her teddy bear Beethoven. Ms. Kylie did not know the history of the name, but she felt it suit him.

          Ms. Kylie was homeschooled so right after she finished school at about lunchtime; she ate lunch then spent the rest of the day with Beethoven.

          One thing Ms. Kylie loved most was music and one rainy day, when she couldn’t take him out for a picnic, Ms. Kylie decided to teach Beethoven piano. If Beethoven were a human being, he would be s irritated by the songs he might quit; but he wouldn’t because she was his best friend, and he was hers.

          The music little Ms. Kylie played were by ear because she herself had never taken any real piano lessons She could play “Mary had a Little Lamb,” “Jingle Bells,” and “Row, Row, Row Your Boat,” and many more short but famous tunes. She couldn’t read a sheet of music and she didn’t know majors or minors or sharps or flats, but she believed that she was the smartest piano teacher who ever lived. She never once thought that Beethoven might want to learn more than silly kiddish songs.

          Beethoven would sit in Ms. Kylie’s booster seat on the piano bench and his teacher would be seated on a chair to his right with a music conductor’s baton in hand.

          She would play the song for him, repeat the tricky section, move his hands for him, then let him think about it. When he got it, he would slouch in his seat as if in satisfaction. Ms. Kylie’s face would brighten and then she would straighten him back up before continuing on to the next song.

          Sometimes Beethoven wouldn’t get it. When this happened, Ms. Kylie would play the song again and again until he slouched.

          After the first time they were stuck inside and played the piano together, Ms. Kylie realized he was such a talented teddy she decided to spend more time teaching him.

          Ms., Kylie could definitely tell he was getting better because he finished his songs quicker each day. This made Ms. Kylie very excited, sometimes so much so that she would cut lessons short to have some milk and cookies, Beethoven’s (and Santa’s) favorite snack.

          One day, Mrs. Hughes came home with a CD and played it for Ms. Kylie. Once the first song was over, Ms. Kylie was fascinated.

          “Mommy, do you think Beethoven will ever be able to play as good as that?” she asked excitedly.

          “Actually, this was Beethoven.”

          “Really!” Ms. Kylie’s face was all aglow. She picked up Beethoven and hugged him so hard his eyes bulged.

          Ms. Kylie taught Beethoven more devotedly from that day on. Lessons did not take as long but much more was covered. Ms. Kylie continued listening to Beethoven’s CD and greatly awaited the moment when she would catch Beethoven playing the piano, even if it was as simple as “Old McDonald.”

          But she never did.

          Ms. Kylie kept to it , teaching Beethoven day in and day out When she grew older, Ms. Kylie held on to Beethoven, always believing he could play piano. She learned who the true, talented Beethoven was and she knew that stuffed animals were not living humans, but she sincerely believed Beethoven could indeed play piano.

          Or at least he understood how to.

          But how fun it was – Teaching Beethoven Piano.

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