Today I listened to these nine students play pieces that they had worked on for weeks. Though the 2-3 minute performances were splendid, it is the journey, the striving that is delicious to me. To have practiced a section over and over again, mastering it until it feels completely natural, that is the joy of it. I remember how they could barely play a few lines of their recital pieces at first, let alone a page. They would take a measure at a time at first, often with just one hand and then the other. Little by little, day by day, they figured it out and I'm happy for them.
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