This post is old, so what you see here may not reflect my current opinion and mindset, certain information may be outdated, and links may be broken.
Prep. (Period where teachers plan and etc) I went and copied this test for 3rd period, and then the secretary asked me to do something. Then I went to Dragon to do my daily DHL business.
String Ensemble. Not a bad class. My favourite “Rice” boys are there, and several other people I like to mess with XD. But conducting them is always hard since most of their music selections are ones I have no clue how it goes. But yeah, they were a decent class.
Beginning Band. Thankfully they are not playing yet. But they will be soon, and my poor brain will suffer. I just administered an Open Notes test. I had a confusing situation though:
I had these two girls sharing the notes during the test. In between them, they put the sheet of note on the stand. Is that considered cheating? I would think Open Notes mean to use your OWN notes.
Then I had to issue out locks, locker, and book. Didn’t get to finish it. x_X;;
Intermediate (aka Cadet) Band. Okay. Why is it that for the past year and now this year of subbing, this band is always the worst?! Their incompetent appalls me, and OOOH they just pisses me off. The front row flutes player seems to be the worst, talkative bunches I’ve ever met in my life. Then again majority of them were Freshmen…
I had a couple situation I’d like to share and find out if only I think is fucked up.
#1: During warm-ups, we did scales. There are three percussionist. One was playing the snare. The other two didn’t do nothing. I asked for one of them to play on mallet. There was one girl and she said:
“Well I don’t know how to play mallet!”
And I responded with:
“Well now is a good time to learn.”
#2: Apparently some people do not know that when I conduct, my hand/arm movement is a metronome. Why? One player asked if I had a metronome. His neighbour said that my hand was the darn metronome. RIIIGHT…
#3: I had a flute player who wasn’t playing for the first ten or fifteen minutes of class. I asked where was his flute. This was the basic answer:
Well you see, this is what happened. I had a volleyball game last night, and I stayed over at a friends house since I live at least forty minutes away from here. So naturally I couldn’t get my flute from my house.
Ten minutes later, he raised his hand and asked:
Can I go get my flute? I think my friend brought it, and he left it in my locker.
WTF?!?!?!?!?!?! Well I did let him go, and he indeed came back with a flute. x_x;;
Am I the only one puzzled here?
No wonder High School teachers are cranky. If I ever teach, I’d prefer college students. They are so much more mature than high schoolers.
*sighs* What a day…