The music writer

" How about a half note right here, " He chewed on his lip in concentration.

" And then a whole note right there? " He looked at me for confirmation.

" Your doing good buddy. " I encouraged the smart little nine year old.

" Miss. Nelson do you ever wonder why your different? " He stopped playing the piano and turned to look at me with all the trust in the world.

" Everybody's different. " I answer with a slight wince.

" Thank you Miss. Nelson for teaching me the piano. "