The Nod

Importance of Affirmations

I was in Mrs. Smith’s piano class in the seventh grade.  At the class recital, I played a piece called “Riding on a Camel.”  When my teacher first gave me the music and read the title, several of the boys in class howled in laughter.

In the audience, another music teacher listened to our recital.  He was quiet and didn’t smile at all.  After my recital, I remember him nodding approval.  It is the memory of his nod that I have held suspended in the vast universe of my brain for over 50 years.