I recently got this awesome gig where I go to a preschool and teach the kids private piano lessons. The school is located in a gorgeous home with a piano room that has giant windows. After spending my undergrad teaching in windowless practice rooms I have truly learned to appreciate them.
I am teaching four kids now in between the ages of 3-5. It is so incredibly challenging, but SO rewarding. They absolutely love the singing and dancing, except for Joe who sticks to smacking Mozart mouse and Beethoven bear on the piano keys over and over. I try to emphasize how good his forte sounds are as an attempt to teach him something.
So now, two hours later I am humming "the first finger on our left hand is Mr. Thumbkin..." and trying not to put both my hands on my knees and cheerfully raising my eyebrows as I speak to adults. I don't know how preschool teachers don't walk around communicating on a the same level as a five year old.
Ha ha--I love it! I think you should snap some cute photos of the class sometime.
ReplyDeleteba ha ha, I had no clue you were doing this. Now you know why I sometimes talk to you funny. It just happens, ok? gosh.
ReplyDeleteHilarious!! Now you will understand why people who work in the Primary talk the way they do even when addressing adults - even at General Conference. I think you are adorable and I wish you much patience. You are amazing.
ReplyDeleteOh, by the way - pictures please. Even if it is just of the room.
ReplyDeleteOh how I wish Lydia could learn from you!
ReplyDeleteHa Ha. I can see you walk around with your eyebrows raised as you speak. Cute little Emily.
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