A short story for The Sunday Muse
My friend Rosey is really proud of her piano. That’s what she calls it, but actually, it’s a little electric keyboard!
She bought it because of her passion for one particular piece of music, a piece she learned as a child and has loved ever since. It’s played by pianists the world over, and according to Rosey has its roots in ancient China.
It’s called Chopsticks.
As you may know, she has two cats called Fuzzybutt and Scruff, and they like nothing more than to walk up and down the plastic ivories creating music of their own!
Rosey loves to sit back, close her eyes and listen to their melodic creations, taking care not to spill her glass of chardonnay!
She thought it would be a good idea to notate some of their works for future generations to enjoy, but as she can’t read or write music she had to come up with a method of her own.
She applied stick-on numbers to the white keys, one to twenty-four and as the cats march to and fro, she writes down the numbers in the order they’re trodden on adding a half if they step on a black one. Clever, eh?
She has several pieces ready for publication, Paws for Thought, A Tail of two Pussies, Meowzarts Cattata and Feline Fine to name but a few!
The latest piece is as yet untitled and for the time being is known as Twelve, Four and a half, Sixteen, Eight.
If only Liberace was still alive, he’d have loved them!
Thanks to Carrie for hosting and providing the picture that led to my story!
If you fancy a go at Chopsticks, here’s a 21-second tutorial!