Robby was 11 years old when his mother (a single mom) sent him to have his first piano lesson. I prefer that students 1 at an earlier age, but Robby said that it had always been his mother's dream to hear him play the piano. So I took him on 2 a student.
Although Robby tried very hard, he didn't have a basic 3 of music. However, he continued and at the end of each weekly lesson, he'd always say: "My mom's going to 4 me play someday." But it seemed 5. He didn't have a gift for music.
One day Robby stopped coming to our 6. He told me that his mom had been 7 and unable to take him to piano lessons, but he was still practicing.
He asked if he could take part in my concert and I 8.The night of the concert came. The high school gym was 9 with parents, friends and relatives. The concert was going well. Then, Robby came up 10. He announced that he had chosen Mozart's Concerto No. 21 in C Major. I didn't11 what I heard next. His 12 danced on the keys…He played so well that everyone was on their feet, clapping 13.
In tears, I 14 onto the stage. "Oh, Robby! How can you do it so wonderfully?" "Miss Condor, remember I told you my mom was sick? Well, actually she had cancer and passed away this morning. And well… she was born 15 so tonight was the first time she ever heard me play. I wanted to make it special."
