At age ten, I began to perform in front of ordinary people. In appreciation of the nuns who allowed me use of the school piano, I agreed to play as prelude to the annual Christmas show. My music would usher the par-ents to their seats while their children shed coats and scarves for their elf and wise-man es. My teacher, Mr. Martin, and I put together a program of Bach, Strauss, ahoven, ending with part of "Six Little Piano Pieces" in honor of Arnold Sberg, who had passed away the year before. We felt this last "modern" piece, while not overly familiar to our audience, displayed my rahout being overly ostentatious. The day before the Christmas show, I went through the thirty-minute program for the nuns after school, and the choices brought nothing but frowns and scowls from beh their wimples.
"Thats wonderful, Henry, truly extraordinary," the principal said. She was the Mother Superior of the gang of crows that ran the joint. "But that last song."
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