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I have one little sweet student who just won’t practice.  He is a really great sight reader, and is able to squeak through nearly every piece in his books.  Of course, that is not good enough.  We all know he needs practice.

I tried several different incentives with this little guy, and finally landed on the goofy nametag idea, convinced his silly personality would enjoy it enough to practice.  When that didn’t work, I tried stickers, since the kid is obsessed with those things.  I placed a star sticker on his hand for each day of practice.  (Which was only two, by the way).

He LOVED that!  He gloated to his brother and to his mom.  He waved his hand in the air with pride.  I was sure that I had finally found the answer in a cheap packet of star stickers.  I was, of course, mentally patting myself on the back for my ingenious understanding of his individual personality.  I was envisioning the next week, when his hand would be covered in stars, and we would both be beaming with happiness and pride.

Until he ate the stickers.