Tuesday, September 18, 2007

The Joys of Teaching, Story 1

Today I was sitting next to our trumpet player in the Concert Band. (For my non-band friends, concert band is the bottom group). We had a conversation that went something like this:

Dean: Ok, let me hear the brass play line 25, Glow Worm.

Trumpet student, to me: Is that me? Am I brass?

Warms my heart.


1 comments:

Suzanne said...

OK, that makes me laugh :) Reminds me of this kid. . .

Him: I want to play the drums.

Me: Mr. X has already picked his percussionists.

Him: Yeah, but I want to play the drums, not percussion!!

Maybe we should just go ahead and change you into the Life Skills class. . . .