The Piano Example When I was a youngster, I bugged my mom for several weeks to let me take piano lessons. She finally agreed, found a piano teacher, and arranged for my first lesson. Imagine my surprise when I learned that my piano teacher expected me to know such odd things as where the C note was on the keyboard, what each symbol on the row of lines represented, how long my fingers should remain on any individual key, and all sorts of other rigamarole.   And on top of that