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Your average Canadian soprano sallies forth into the big bad world of classical music in search of integrated, meaningful experiences as a performer and spectator. Currently in Baltimore, MD, pursuing a Masters degree in voice performance under the tutelage of Phyllis Bryn-Julson. Special interest in contemporary and experimental classical music, as well as interdisciplinary projects.

06 October 2009

Young'un Yelping

OK.

If going off my hypoallergenic diet and being attacked by hives didn't kill me, maybe living with two small children and a cat would. If that didn't kill me, maybe having the ordeal of a lifetime trying to get a 39-euro phone fixed on warranty would. If the phone war didn't kill me, maybe getting a job with a shady company and breaking my non-existent contract for a better offer and not getting paid would. Nope, that didn't either, so maybe running out of supplements and searching out viable alternatives and praying I don't have reactions to the new products would? Nope.. Not that either. OK, maybe then having about half the amount of stuff to do in a day than I am used to, and a significantly lower number of friends in Italy than at home would. Not yet but we're getting close.

Nope.

It was the 5 devil children from Hell... I mean.. uh, the class I taught at the Educandato today.
The Educandato, as it is familiarly known, is the city's foremost Italian-language private school (there are international schools as well) and they have a reputation as such. The children are rich and privileged and they know it, and it is impossible to ignore this fact when they are basically doing whatever the hell they want in your class while you try not to swear at them in English.

To make matters worse, the Director of my school decided to sit in and observe, which she did for the other classes too, but she didn't observe -- she micromanaged. She somehow failed to realize that by talking to me and giving me extremely valuable advice on my lesson plan, she was taking my attention away from them and they were wreaking more havoc than was really necessary.

So... What exactly is it that is so important to tell me while I try to control the beasts, lady? Tell me all about how they need to speak more English, please. As if I didn't know.

I don't know how people do it -- all of you out there teaching children, I salute you.

I never want kids.

1 comment:

Tim said...

I am smiling to myself thinking of the situation you have got yourself into with the monsters. It sounds easy next to the other multitude of issues you mentioned. I can't imagine teaching in todays world. Maybe the odd swear word would shut them up! Keep trying Danielle, I am sure you will have them eating out of the palm of your hand in no time.

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