A Little Rambling

Final exams are over and graded!  Fortunately for me, my students never leave me without some very amusing attempts at answering their questions to keep the grading from being dull. "Clarity played a huge role in the Classical Ara [sic].  Now in musical piece, you see that there is less of something, and doesn't feel or sound as gody [ gaudy , sic].  What I mean by gody, is that there is a lot of the same thing going on, like when you wear too many bows in your hair, for example.  So in the classical ara, there is no more godiness, but now clarity.  Clarity is pretty much no more gody, so like only wearing one bow in your hair, it's clear!" Why does the Count want Cherubino sent away?  "B/c he is a playa'." "Marcellina wants to marry Figaro because he pledged to marry her if he didn't pay some money back.  It's good that she doesn't however because she's his mother!  eeeeeeewww!" Also, every possible mutilation of the Ge

Death by grading: 50 quizzes, 30 musical compositions, 60 two-to-four page essays, and 25 worksheets all in one day.  I have the best mom and sister in the universe who helped me through it.  I feel a bit like superwoman.  Before I go curl up in my bed and pass out, I thought I'd share my favorite gems from the concert review essays.  There were the usual spelling errors and odd uses of terms, but these stood out in their oddity. "It was a memorable experience, full of unusual music and unique hair styles." "It then bacon to go all over the place and became loud." (In the middle of a detailed description of Liszt's Dante Symphony ) "PIZZICATO FROM THHE VIOLAS!  I don't know why that made me so excited but it was important in my notes." "It was also al dente and I can't read some of my notes because it was dark and I can't write in the dark because I cannot see." "The piece was a bit high-pitched, and, as its tit

Having classes full of freshmen is a wonderful thing when you need to get a lot of something done.  I was facing the prospect of folding three hundred some-odd programs this weekend in my apartment when inspiration struck.  What was a daunting couple hours of tedious folding and likely paper cuts became a five minute diversion that my students enjoyed a disproportionate amount.  At the end of the day, my room was a disaster - this has been that kind of week - and for some reason my floor never gets vacuumed over the weekend.  Dismayed at all the little tiny chads and bits of paper and hair ties and pencil stubs and goodness knows what else littering my floor, I again though, ooh, I have freshmen.   In less than a minute my floor was spotless.  Well, almost spotless, they are just freshmen.  But still.  Free labor is fun! I also noticed something interesting in my classes today.  We had our first combined rehearsals with both sections yesterday, so I asked for some reflection on that