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Jun. 1st, 2008 11:31 pmSometimes you bump into the most unexpected people at the most unexpected times. ._____.
You know what's really annoying? When you're waiting for a left turn across a street with many lanes, and there's a big gap between the next two cars coming (on diff lanes), but the first car is going really, really slow, so by the time it passes you no longer have enough time to turn.
And, of course, behind the second car there's an unending stream of cars that make you wait another 3 minutes.
Ms. Sutton got pissed during rehearsal today and walked off. Most of us were rather glad to get off early. Perhaps if she weren't pissed all the time, half the time for no discernible reason (or, even when there is a legit reason, way overreacting and way exaggerating until everyone feels overwhelmingly that SHE is in the wrong and WE are in the right), she would have had more impact.
It made me think of Mrs. Kim canceling Cello Congress on us, and how the world just ended then. Right there. Poof and it was gone and we just sat there and couldn't believe it. And then I think about everyone crying and promising her we'll do it and do it right if we get a second chance, and how we meant every word of it and how everyone wanted to make things right so bad because we would regret it for the rest of our lives if we didn't. Then I think about Ms. Sutton with her airs and her yelling and her tantrums and her big, blasted ego and I just want to laugh because she does not know how to retain respect. She's like a spoiled kid that never grew up because no one ever bothered to put her in her place, and now she's 60 and it's too late and she's just going to go on living like that, and, what the hell - she makes herself miserable. She just doesn't see it, she can't see it because she is incapable of comprehending in any way that she is wrong. It makes me sad, in a way. Why? Can't she see how much happier she would be if she didn't insist on acting this way? But it's rooted in her nature now. 60 years does that to a person.
When I honestly think about it, the best teachers I've had aren't the ones that yell and chide and reprimand. They are the kind of teacher that, when you're doing badly, don't even say anything. They just maybe give you a look, and you can tell they're disappointed, but then they shake their head and go on doing the best they can with what you've got, and then oh BOY do you feel bad inside. And you go home and you work like crazy so you won't disappoint your teacher the next time, and on those occasional days when the corners of their eyes crinkle in a smile and they give you a rare compliment, gosh, you're so happy you're almost fit to bursting.
I think what Ms. Sutton doesn't understand is that repetition takes the worth out of some things. That's just how it is.
You know what's really annoying? When you're waiting for a left turn across a street with many lanes, and there's a big gap between the next two cars coming (on diff lanes), but the first car is going really, really slow, so by the time it passes you no longer have enough time to turn.
And, of course, behind the second car there's an unending stream of cars that make you wait another 3 minutes.
Ms. Sutton got pissed during rehearsal today and walked off. Most of us were rather glad to get off early. Perhaps if she weren't pissed all the time, half the time for no discernible reason (or, even when there is a legit reason, way overreacting and way exaggerating until everyone feels overwhelmingly that SHE is in the wrong and WE are in the right), she would have had more impact.
It made me think of Mrs. Kim canceling Cello Congress on us, and how the world just ended then. Right there. Poof and it was gone and we just sat there and couldn't believe it. And then I think about everyone crying and promising her we'll do it and do it right if we get a second chance, and how we meant every word of it and how everyone wanted to make things right so bad because we would regret it for the rest of our lives if we didn't. Then I think about Ms. Sutton with her airs and her yelling and her tantrums and her big, blasted ego and I just want to laugh because she does not know how to retain respect. She's like a spoiled kid that never grew up because no one ever bothered to put her in her place, and now she's 60 and it's too late and she's just going to go on living like that, and, what the hell - she makes herself miserable. She just doesn't see it, she can't see it because she is incapable of comprehending in any way that she is wrong. It makes me sad, in a way. Why? Can't she see how much happier she would be if she didn't insist on acting this way? But it's rooted in her nature now. 60 years does that to a person.
When I honestly think about it, the best teachers I've had aren't the ones that yell and chide and reprimand. They are the kind of teacher that, when you're doing badly, don't even say anything. They just maybe give you a look, and you can tell they're disappointed, but then they shake their head and go on doing the best they can with what you've got, and then oh BOY do you feel bad inside. And you go home and you work like crazy so you won't disappoint your teacher the next time, and on those occasional days when the corners of their eyes crinkle in a smile and they give you a rare compliment, gosh, you're so happy you're almost fit to bursting.
I think what Ms. Sutton doesn't understand is that repetition takes the worth out of some things. That's just how it is.
