Stories from the Teaching Studio 

            I once taught two sisters from the same family who had wildly different personalities. One sister was extremely sensitive to criticism. Any time I wanted to correct something Becca was doing, I had to couch it in the most delicate of terms to prevent tears and week-long depressions. "So, your third finger was a little low in that passage. Would you please try and get it a bit higher?"

            The other sister was oblivious to any kind of...