Pressure and Nosebleed
My first class was okay, I mean it went well. Other than the fact that I tried buying a drink only to find out that I left my freaking wallet at home. What a shame!!!
The second class was okay I guess, I seem to run out of adjectives here, but it was okay really, Mykerts and I are in the same class and I’m taking over the second half of her report which am gonna deliver next Saturday.
My third subject is Music in Special Education, our professor is a musical genius. No Kidding!!! Has a bachelors degree in Music, Masters in Musicology and a Ph. D. in Ethnomusicology and at the same time a degree in Music Therapy.
She started playing the piano at the age of 3, was able to read musical notes first before the letters of the alphabet, finished college at the age of 17, was sent to Germany and Melbourne on scholarships and has had orchestral lectures all over the world. Her first grandchild, a 9 year old boy, is now Austria on a scholarship, at the tender age of 9 he’s already conducting orchestras!!!
The downside : Her marriage was a failure.
One of the things she shared with us, she can’t seem to stop competing against her husband. She wants to be on the one on top, she joined the US Navy coz her husband was in the Navy and became a Lt. Col. by rank and is a master marksman. Whew!!! She said her gift was never much of a blessing but a curse, she never had a normal childhood.
So on our discussion we were given hand outs and as there were only 8 of us, students, she asked each one of us to read one paragraph and then we’d discuss. I was the first.
Are you a graduate of CNU? I said, “No”
Are you an English major? I said. “Yes”
Are you an English teacher? I said, “No”
What are you doing now? I said, “Am working in a call center.”
Why are you wasting your time in that job? I was muted!
We discussed and I find her course requirements quite impossible to achieve.
A portfolio and a recital. The recital’s not gonna be us but we’ll have to look for special children and teach them music for the recital.
So teach the blind to play the guitar, or teach the deaf mute to dance and what not. I know this can be done, after all I took SPED to teach Special Children. What am scared of is where I’ll get the time to meet them, where I’ll get the patience to endure, and what am I gonna teach?
Damn!!! I don’t play any musical instruments, I can sing in the comforts of my bathroom, I can sign a bit but thats about it. Gosh!!! Reminds me of what Carrie said … “I’m worth nothing.”
Your professor hates studying.hehe, just kidding.
Good luck with your master’s degree..
Comment by abie — May 23, 2009 @ 4:12 am
I think study has lot of pressure so you must know to manage time.
Comment by Sherry — May 30, 2009 @ 6:18 am
anyway just try your best
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Comment by Sherry — May 30, 2009 @ 6:18 am