The Piano Teacher

"Do you know what a Bible is?" the piano teacher asked the pupil, attempting to launch into an explanation about how the music clefs were denoted "G" and "F."

"No," she answered.

I dipped further into my chair.

"Well, do you know what a monk is?" he asked next.

"The animal?" she asked back.

I opened my copy of the New Yorker and stopped paying attention. There was a courtroom drama and movie trying to get out of this conversation, but I wasn't having any of it.