Go Figure
So in order to alleviate my conscience, I pull the kid who I yelled at a week ago into my office and apologized - I'm not so much sorry that I lost it at him, but that at the time he was doing didn't warrant that kind of a reaction. He accepted the apology. The next day he went back to being a jerk. Yeah.
My Reputation Precedes Me... THAT MUCH?
Got an email from a girl in Germany. She's going to move to the US next year and go to our school. She heard that our choir program was very good. She wants to audition for my advanced choir.
Umm... sure... Yeah, That'd be fine.
Speaking Of My Advanced Choir:
Went to a vocal festival yesterday. 'Superior' rating. Awesome. It still trips me out, though, that I'm a band guy, and I can't seem to get higher than a 'good' rating with my instrumental groups, while my advanced choir has gotten consistent 'superiors.' Of course, my instrumental groups are mixed HS/MS... so there's always going to be that problem with the playing level.
Anyway, I was really happy with the festival results because while we did well, we were not quite the best choir there, so my students got a chance to see a slightly better choir. At our next festival, chances are there will be a higher standard - some of the choirs will be not just slightly better, they'll be a LOT better. That will be good for my little pumpkins to see.
Girl Drama
So now I have these 7th grade girls - former friends who are now at war with each other. They're trying to drag me into it, by accusing and possibly framing each other for little offenses. Phhh... I'm suddenly very grateful for my own kid's Y chromosome.
Misquoted
For the last year, I've been using this quote at the end of my e-mails:
"It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful." - Samuel Barber
It's a beautiful thought... except it turns out that Barber didn't say it. Benjamin Britten did.
Damn.
Oh well, change my signature... chances are no one will even notice. But still...
Damn.
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Response to "Girl Drama": We decided in the lunch room today that the 8th grade boys are d*cks and the 7th grade girls are sl*ts.
It's going to be a long four years!
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