Isn't it funny that nobody tells children when they start learning real music (which is, hopefully, with their first lesson) that music truly comes alive when they are not playing it: in their imaginations, in their thoughts.
One of the most satisfying children I ever taught told me once that she didn't practice because she didn't have time, but that she dreamed about the music.  That turned out to be more than enough to keep her engaged into and beyond some of the most intricate compositions around:  sonatas by Mozart, Haydn, Beethoven, for example.


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