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Whoa...a serious post!
Taking five and making a post before I go back to practicing piano and doing other various things. I probably won't have this time in the future because lessons will be starting up shortly.
This is really random, but...you guys have no idea how weird it really is to see everyone talking about how they're back at school today...and thinking that just last year that was ME. Talking about classes and worrying about homework and juggling friends...and I'm actually in the work-force and worrying about money to pay bills and juggling all the various things I have to do both for school and at home.
...it feels very strange. I feel sort of...is disconnected the right word? Like, I know exactly what you guys are going through and thinking, but at the same time...I don't anymore. Because it's no longer my situation--I'm on the other side of that fence now, and it makes it feel like all of that was ages and ages ago for me.
Wow, I sound kind of haughty--I'm no longer a student! I'm a teacher! *sticks nose in air* Actually, I really don't feel that way. I'm just as nervous and shy as all of you who are scampering into your first year of college and whatnot...but I don't have the option of sitting quietly in the back of the room and waiting to feel things out.
Makes me feel bad to a certain extent because I'm not going to be able to commiserate quite as much when people are talking about all the homework they have and things...because I'm one of the ones who assign that homework. (And for everyone going, "Homework? In choir? NOWAY!" I am here to tell you "YESWAY." We're going to work on reading music, and that will ultimately require some pen and paper work.) I understand the why of the assignments, the rationale behind it. So...while I can agree that it's a lot of work to write a ten page paper in a week, I can grasp why it's being assigned. That's a perspective I didn't have when I was a student, and it's one that I don't think most students have.
I'm probably thinking too much right now. I should be thinking about my middle schoolers. And how I am going to wrangle them today. They actually had an assignment on Friday, and I told them it was graded. This is going to be an interesting class period, I think...gotta finish their seating chart, too.
So I'm going to do that now. And I am also going to eat this Pop Tart. Because I am hungry, and I have yet to actually eat lunch at school. Most days, I've come in and gone the whole day on my bottle of Propel, and then just had an early dinner once I get home.
...wonder what I should have for dinner tonight *ponders and wanders back to work*
This is really random, but...you guys have no idea how weird it really is to see everyone talking about how they're back at school today...and thinking that just last year that was ME. Talking about classes and worrying about homework and juggling friends...and I'm actually in the work-force and worrying about money to pay bills and juggling all the various things I have to do both for school and at home.
...it feels very strange. I feel sort of...is disconnected the right word? Like, I know exactly what you guys are going through and thinking, but at the same time...I don't anymore. Because it's no longer my situation--I'm on the other side of that fence now, and it makes it feel like all of that was ages and ages ago for me.
Wow, I sound kind of haughty--I'm no longer a student! I'm a teacher! *sticks nose in air* Actually, I really don't feel that way. I'm just as nervous and shy as all of you who are scampering into your first year of college and whatnot...but I don't have the option of sitting quietly in the back of the room and waiting to feel things out.
Makes me feel bad to a certain extent because I'm not going to be able to commiserate quite as much when people are talking about all the homework they have and things...because I'm one of the ones who assign that homework. (And for everyone going, "Homework? In choir? NOWAY!" I am here to tell you "YESWAY." We're going to work on reading music, and that will ultimately require some pen and paper work.) I understand the why of the assignments, the rationale behind it. So...while I can agree that it's a lot of work to write a ten page paper in a week, I can grasp why it's being assigned. That's a perspective I didn't have when I was a student, and it's one that I don't think most students have.
I'm probably thinking too much right now. I should be thinking about my middle schoolers. And how I am going to wrangle them today. They actually had an assignment on Friday, and I told them it was graded. This is going to be an interesting class period, I think...gotta finish their seating chart, too.
So I'm going to do that now. And I am also going to eat this Pop Tart. Because I am hungry, and I have yet to actually eat lunch at school. Most days, I've come in and gone the whole day on my bottle of Propel, and then just had an early dinner once I get home.
...wonder what I should have for dinner tonight *ponders and wanders back to work*
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*Is in the weird situation where she -misses- homework. What homework I get doesn't feel like homework anymore, even the essays I /unfairly/ tend to whine about.*
*Is also a heathen who still can't read music sheets.*
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It's weird, but...I co-teach an English class first period, and this morning I was watching the kids writing and thinking "Man...I sort of wish I was still doing that." High school--where you don't really have to think too much beyond your next class until senior year...
:O I CAN TEACH YOU!! ^____^
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*though it would be nice not to be shunned for singing off key*
Ah the sweet days of not thinking yet still learning. And also not worrying. *Rusts away mercilessly. Panics at paperwork to sort out.*
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Indeed...when it was perfectly acceptable to let your brain get nice and empty over the summer because you knew they were just going to try and stuff it all in there again come the fall...
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To see if I have any rusty basics to build on.*empty brain. BRAINSSSSS. 8cD*
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I use both--ABC for note-reading, and DoReMi for sight-singing. Both have their place, I daresay.
...if you want an empty brain, feel free to eat mine. I just shooed my middle schoolers out the door, so there's nothing left in there x_x
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I think the first year a school asked me to mess around with a recorder we worked with ABC. Was in the british system then, but at 6 I really considered my instrument as just another toy. ^^;; Afterwards switched to the french that used Doremi. Ended up always writing "do" "ré" "mi" under the scores, just so I'd know where my fingers should go. ^_^;;
BRRRAAAAAAIIIINNNNNSSSSSS *nibbles on♥*
Fill it with food, mmkay? :cB
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I'd think that would be one of the biggest "this is weird..." feelings.
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But I ain't got no one to blame but myself sooooo
*cuddles* Its awesome that you're a teacher tho... and you still go to school so its the same system of YAY EARLY and YAY LATE that so many of us have *pets*
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*is cuddled and cuddles back* My mom told me that she'd better never hear me complaining about my hours because in a lot of ways, teachers have it better than most other professions. I'm here at 7:45 AM, and I'm done at 3:45 PM, and I get winter and summer vacation off ^^;; I'm looking forward to going home and spending my two weeks of Christmas vacation with my parents and sister :D
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even if I may still whine about it...;>__> But I can even better understand why you'd want to go back to High school - not to worry about paying bills and which insurances you need straight away for your pension and your future in general would be like heaven for now. *le sigh* But then, I'd have to go to chemistry and sports classes again and wouldn't live on my own anymore...~__~*needs seriously to unpack her flute not to completely forget how to read music sheets* x__X
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You should! :D :D :D
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Bet my middle schoolers hate me when we start working on reading music...which will include written homework for a grade....I can give you a homework assignment, if it would make you feel better? *loves on you*
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"An amateur practices until he gets it right, a professional practices until he can't get it wrong."