Once upon a time there was a wand-waver, a choir, and a pianist. The wand-waver and her singers did not like to work, even though a festival was fast approaching. When the festival gathering occurred, the wand-waver would leave a small folded note on the judges desk, requesting the selection of one particular song due to the “inability of the pianist to perform the other pieces”. The judges nodded and gave indulgent smiles to the poorly skilled pianist, and requested the one particular song. The choir sang the one song it knew beautifully, and happily joined the festival. This occurred two years in a row.
Then one year, a judge did not see a folded up note on his table, and requested another song, one that the choir did not know. The wand-waver smiled and asked if he had “read her note”, but the judge did not smile. He slowly opened the note, then reluctantly called for the requested song. The wand-waver smiled because she had gotten away with her plan, yet again.
The next day, the judge requested that the choir sing again - this time with a pianist of his choosing. Several of the choir member’ eyes widened in alarm. Courageously, the wand-waver whispered “Follow me!” - and she led them onstage, proceeding to wave and point her wand, mouthing the words with determination, willing them to succeed. But her effort was for naught, for the choir could not remember what they did not know. One by one, the singers dropped out until no one was singing anymore and only the lone pianist was heard playing. The singers heads drooped in shame, and they were excluded from the festival with a stern warning. The wand-waver was required to hand in her wand at the end of the year.
NEVER blame the pianist