Wit & Wisdom from the
Students of Daniel Light

Daniel Light

Louisville, Kentucky

Teaching piano is my passion and my career. Students frequently delight me with their comments–often hilarious, sometimes witty, occasionally sweet and tender. Here are some of those gems.

“I’m glad I’m playing for Piano Guild. It means I get to skip two hours of saying the rosary.”

–7th grader

“If you don’t practice that piece with a metronome this week, I’m gonna haunt you in your sleep.”

“You’re already in my nightmares.”

–7th grader

“You woke the baby Jesus,” I responded after a boisterous rendition of Silent Night.

“I think if I were being worshipped, I’d at least stay awake for it.”

–5th grader

“My dad said he heard you play a wrong note in church yesterday.”

–5th grader

“Hey, you got a new metronome, Mr. Light! I could have given you mine. I never use it anyway.”

–7th grader

“I wish we had snack time at piano lessons.”

–7th grader

“How was your Red River Gorge weekend?” I inquired.

“Horrible! There was no WiFi.”

–5th grader

“The metronome aggernates me when there’s a ritard.”

–2nd grader

“How much dollars do you have?”

–Kindergartner

“You have the best job in the world, ’cause there’s no one bossing you around.”

–6th grader

“How was Thanksgiving?”

“I lost two teeth and found out my parents are the tooth fairy. That was disappointing.”

–3rd grader

“What’s different?” I asked, demonstrating a drop-lift motion.

“Your hand looks old and wrinkly?”

–5th grader

“I tooted. Can you smell that?”

–2nd grader

“Mosquitoes like me because I have stinky feet.”

–3rd grader

“You could teach a dead body to play piano.”

–Adult student, in response to my praising her good progress.

“Mr. Light, what’s your first name?”

“You know my first name!”

“Mister?”

–2nd grader

“My dad burped for 10 seconds at dinner. I timed it.”

–3rd grader

“Why didn’t Mozart have any chickens? Because they always say ‘Bach, Bach, Bach.'”

–1st grader

“I just had sugar!”

–1st grader, walking in to her lesson, as if I needed to be warned

“You should put your highlighter tape in rainbow order,” she suggested.

“I don’t remember rainbow order,” I replied.

“MR. LIGHT! How can you not know the order of rainbow colors? I learned that in kindergarten!”

–3rd grader

“I’ll play the duet part with you on the recital,” I said.

“Oh, poo!”

–1st grader

“Yesterday, my dad was like, ‘Wrong note! Wrong note!’ So I was glad he was at work today.”

–3rd grader

“Sometimes I have grooming issues.”

–8th grader, on why he can’t always practice piano before school

“This piece is a pain in the butt.”

–adult student

“My mom made me practice every day this week.”

–7th grader

“Do you need a tissue?” I asked.

“No,” she replied, and wiped her runny nose on her sleeve.

–3rd grader

“Know why I wanted to learn cello when I was little? ‘Cause it rhymes with jello.”

–2nd grader

“I love your story, but it needs to end sometime.”

–1st grader, telling me about his very chatty classmate

“You sound like a dragon with a cough.”

–3rd grader, in response to my singing along with her playing

“You’re a little bit dizzy today, Mr. Light.”

“Just today?”

“Well, today more than usual.”

–7th grader

“Are we really allowed to add a rest on the barline?” I asked.

“No, but I smiled when I did it.”

–4th grader

“I can’t smell anything. You know why? ‘Cause I have such a snotty nose.”

–1st grader

“Fructose!” (uttered as an expletive)

–6th grader

“I always stay up really late, but my parents don’t know.”

–1st grader

“Poor thumb.”

–1st grader, finishing a piece where thumb didn’t get to play

“Whole notes are kind of fancy.”

–1st grader

“Eighth grade is pretty intense. I’m not a fan.”

–8th grader