So yesterday, I was teaching. This was a beginning flute student, 4th grade. Still trying to remember how to finger A-flat sometimes.
From down the hall, I hear a flutist playing. Really, really well. So well, in fact, that it was distracting me. Then the pieces started to filter through to my mind.
Daphnis and Chloe
Afternoon of a Faun
Ibert flute Concerto
Beethoven Leonore #3
This person is preparing for an orchestra audition.
I know all these pieces too. I have taken and won orchestra auditions. But now, at this moment, I'm reminding a little blonde girl that A-flat is left hand, all keys.
It took all my professionalism and self-control to NOT grab up my flute and play those excerpts by memory, flawlessly.
Dear flutist down the hall;
Nice job. But I'd have beaten you in that audition.
The woman teaching the beginner lesson down the hall
[Addendum: That very evening, I got asked by a local (volunteer, non-professional) symphony if I could come in and play Principal flute on Holst's "The Planets" because their regular flutists couldn't quite cover the parts. Since one of my adult students plays in it, I said yes. So there.]