For some reason, even as a little kid, the end of December always felt like a time to look back and be reflective.
A time to consider the things I'd learned. And to ponder those things that remained a mystery. Like, where the heck was Thor during Civil War? (here , as it turns out). And sheesh, who are Rey's parents already? You know, the important things.
So in the spirit of reflecting on the past year, I thought I'd compile a list of some of the most read articles from 2016. My…
by Noa Kageyama, Ph.D.
I took piano lessons for several years as a child. But I didn’t get very far because I had a rather peculiar approach to learning.
Due to my principled objection to the existence of other clefs, I never actually learned bass clef. Anytime I got a new piece, I just memorized the left hand, and played off the music while looking at the treble clef.
I know…pretty ridiculous in hindsight.
But you know the saying “the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree”? Well, I was reminded of my bass clef…
Stop teasing your sister!
Don’t jump on the coffee table!
I think I read in a parenting book once upon a time that psychologically-savvy parents tell their kids what to do, instead of what not to do. But I must admit that I occasionally catch myself doing the un-savvy thing and telling the kids what not to do.
Because sheesh, when I’m preoccupied with the chili on the stove, keeping the dog out of the garbage, and trying to make sense of an article I’m reading, it’s so much easier to say “hey -…
My daughter began noodling around on the piano a couple years ago, making up songs, and giving them names1.
She’s been taking lessons for a year now, and while it’s super cute to watch her practice, dog at her side, there’s one particular thing she does that drives us (and surely our neighbors) bonkers.
Whenever she gets stuck or forgets a note, she circles back to the beginning and starts the piece again.
Not a big deal at first, but when it’s the 634th time you’ve heard the first two lines of…