I had been waiting to teach my son to play the keyboard. Until he was about 3, it was almost impossible - his fingers were too small, and his attention span even smaller :) He was almost always in a playful mood. But once he turned about 3 and half, I thought it was time to try giving it a shot. I started teaching my son on my 'big' keyboard, as that was the only one we had at home then. He was moderately enthusiastic, but seemed more interested in turning all the knobs and buttons on the keyboard than he was in learning to play. This was frustrating for me - I wanted him to play a song himself ; not press the buttons that played pre-recorded songs on the keyboard. But all this changed because of something unexpected. My wife's nephew had recently outgrown his small keyboard, and had given it to my wife for our son to use. My son was thrilled to have his own keyboard. He said to me, with pride ' Appa, you are big, and you have a big keyboard. I am small and I have a ...
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