Little Hannah and the Piano

20 Little Hannah and the Piano The piano teacher frowned at Hannah. She had such little hands that it seemed that she would not be able to play the piano. He always asked the students who came to his school why they wanted to play. Most said, “ My parents want me to take lessons. " or, " I don't know. " But when he asked little Hannah, she looked at him and smiled. " Bach's minuet in D Minor, " she said. At that moment, the piano teacher knew that she was a special little girl. He agreed to take her on as his special student. His name was Mr. Fillipov, and he spoke with a thick Russian accent. In spite of the accent, they were able to understand each other. And best of all, they both loved Bach. Every Tuesday night, Hannah went with her father to Mr. Fillipov's house. She practised for hours.

She could play very quickly, but she had trouble playing the notes that were far apart on the keyboard. Finally, the day came for her to play her piece in front of an audience. She played it perfectly, until the spot where she had to reach with her short little fingers. She couldn't do it, and she made many mistakes. To her, it sounded terrible. She was so sad that she gave up on the piano. A year passed and she didn't play a single note. Then one day, her cat jumped on the keyboard and Hannah moved him off. She stroked the keys with her fingers, and then tried to play the piece that had been so impossible. Suddenly, she realized that she could reach the notes. Little Hannah's hands had grown! Not much, but enough. She immediately called Mr. Fillipov. " I can reach! " she yelled. " I can reach! " From that moment on, there was no stopping Hannah. She played and practised every day, and now she's an excellent piano player. She's not the best in the world. She's not a star. But she can play Bach's minuet in D Minor. And to Hannah, that's fantastic.