People often tell me that they can't stand teaching adults.
"My adults never practice," they'll say.
"My adult student doesn't listen to me," says another.
I offer this sweet photograph as a humble piece of evidence to the contrary.
This picture, taken at dawn, is of a piano being delivered to my student Stan's apartment. He's in Paris for a few months teaching in the Stanford in Paris program. He's a cardiologist, but he's there teaching a class about music. His first priority was finding an apartment where he could fit a piano. (I didn't realize that "fit" meant "able to be craned in." Yikes.)
He is now safely cocooned in his apartment, teaching a class about music a few days a week and practicing the rest of the time.
The population is aging. People will always love to make music.
I love teaching my adult students. Maybe you could love yours, too.