Dear Mrs. Metts,
I am deeply sorry for not practicing my required 30 minutes a day and every lesson on Wednesday evening you would berate me for being such a disappointment. But I still have a great love for the lovely sound of piano. See? Listen.
Also, I hope you are not buried in your basement with your 15 cats and 15 pianos and Garfield cartoons and readers digests and shag carpet. How did Mom ever find you?