Mitchy is the cheekiest chappie on the planet. He started with me this term, and I’ve been teaching his older brother Luke for around four years. Mitchy’s lesson is after Luke’s. He’s so keen he stands right behind me before the end of Luke’s lesson. Of course I have a heart attack when I turn to see Mitchy’s face about a centimetre from my own 😅. Last week I let Luke go about three minutes early, and Mitch quickly slid onto the piano bench. Before I could reset the timer on my phone, he said:
Don’t stop the timer! Can I have Luke’s three minutes and then have my lesson?
He knocks me out.