And then there was poor Pavel, whose Eastern European kind of humour was taken too seriously. Stupid enraged parents wanted to have him expelled, because he wanted his guitar students to pay him ( a small amount of) money if they played the note too long or too short. Poor Pavel, one may joke about many things, but not money. My daughter was told to bribe him with sweets when she had not practice at home. I always thought it was a joke, but she insisted and so I bought him sweets, which pretty soon had him railing that he was getting fat.
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