This made my day. I wish I'd had a chorus teacher like this one.
Have you ever been reading a book, moving along quite nicely, and then-- bam --a character whips out a particular term of endearment that just yanks you right out of the story? It happened to me recently, and I'm sad to say I couldn't recover. I did try. But she just kept using that term and I . . . I had to get the hell out of Dodge. Buh-bye, story. Don't let the door hit you on the way out. I'm not saying this is the norm (thank goodness). I can put up with a certain amount of treacly back and forth when it comes to the exchange of terms of endearment, especially if they fit the characters, their background, culture, the tenor of their relationship, etc. And the history of these terms at home and from around the world is often fascinating (at times hilarious). But there comes a point where I can't see past the cheese and/or weird anymore and I do not want to be with these people any longer . Shallow? Perhaps. But it's a very individual thing, isn't it?...
That made me smile that's awesome!! What an amazing teacher!
ReplyDeleteoh so great! I loved the kid with the mullet. :o)
ReplyDeleteSomeone get this man some money. He taught elementary school kids to love Phoenix! And they are INTO it! This is awesome.
ReplyDeleteDUDE!!! This man is AMAZING!! How cool!
ReplyDeleteJenn, I know! Those are the kinds of people you want teaching your kids. Man.
ReplyDeleteAlicia, they're all so cute. And so into it!
Aaron, exactly.
Liza, you just want to hug them they're so cool.
What I love is how unabashed the kids are. Every single one of them is into the music and no one is making fun of anyone for it. LOVE IT.
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