1978 School Magazine

A FLAT OR G SI-IARP?

The boy had never come across such indecision before' For th6 first time, in his twelve years, Deane did not know which way to turn, he could not decide; objectivity was submerged Oy a fear of tears. "lt should be done right-away, Deane," his mother said softly, definitely' "Aw, teave it a while, Mum . . ." He turned away with frowning, stinging eyes, and tried to sit, casually, mus- ingly, aiihe piano. Here at least there were no shades of giey, no endearingly damp, blue-grey speckled, mewing SoOies; the piano's keys were either black or white, no controversy, no argument. The notes belonged in their scales, tfrey had somewhere to go, it he were to strike a note, it would be that note alone and no other' Desperately and viciously, he slammed his fist onto the blaiX pier

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