I recollect aged about 10 having an argument, a strong disagreement, with the music teacher at my Primary School. Iin fact it was one of many that I had with her. I don’t why but she just irritated the young David; she was not a soft teacher, she had no hesitation in throwing you out of the room. Possibly that was it, there was physical retribution taken, she was one of the few teachers that didn’t mete out the ruler or cane. I had to test her. Of course I did, it was natural for me to do so. Anyway it started out with her plonking away on the piano as she always did at the start of a ‘lesson’; lesson being a loose term for her didactic approach to teaching, we had to enjoy music, we had no choice. I did in fact love music, I still do.I just found her approach less than welcoming. As she plonked away on the piano for a few minutes we took our places on the floor. She then dramatically stood up in the way teachers with an artistic bent do a...
I am studying to take an MA in Creative Writing at Sheffield Hallam University. I have written for many years, most of bedsit angst. My musings on life, love and other things have become short stories and poems. I have received encouragement from established authors like Dave Hutchinson and Matt Owen both Twitter friends. I hope you like the stories, please leave a comment it helps me. Ta. x