Tuesday, September 11, 2018

We Still Remember

Once again, the anniversary of 9/11 falls on a Tuesday. (I was also at the Starbucks mentioned in the story below just yesterday.)  Where were you when you heard the news?

Here's my story: I was on a break from teaching, like every Tuesday, and actually spent the time of the attacks in blissful ignorance at a nearby Starbucks. I had CD's on in my car instead of the radio, so I totally missed the news on both the way over and the way back. I did hear someone listening to a radio on the Starbucks patio and they were talking about "the second plane," but it didn't register with me at all. (It amazed me later that nobody walked inside and told us about it.)

When I got back to the school, the flute teacher stopped me in the hallway and asked me if all my students were being pulled out of school (evidently hers were). I said, "No, why?" and she told me what had happened. I spent the rest of the day like everyone else, in shocked, depressed amazement, catching the news when I could. There I was, not even two weeks into being a homeowner, and the world suddenly felt so different. It added to the pall cast over everything when I found out that the sister of a girl I graduated from high school with was on Flight 93, the one that crashed in a field in Pennsylvania. (I know that there have been quite a few lists of names read aloud today, so let me share hers: Lauren Catuzzi Grandcolas. May she rest in peace...)

The whole thing felt so surreal; how could anyone hate us that much? The concept of the suicide hijacking was unprecedented as well (before that, hijackers just usually wanted to go to Cuba, and that's why airline personnel were taught to cooperate with them rather than try to subdue them).

I know there are still terrorist plots being hatched, and people capable of carrying them out...but I hope nothing like this ever happens on U.S. soil again. Or anywhere, for that matter.

As I often say on this day, I hope nobody tires of talking about this every once in a while, because if we stop talking, we might forget, and this is a day that need not be forgotten anytime soon.

Monday, December 04, 2017

Kids Say the Darnedest Things About Their Families

From last week, when I was seeing everyone for the first time after a week off...

KID: I have to tell you, I didn’t get to practice very much since the last time I saw you.
ME: Oh yeah? So you had a busy Thanksgiving?
KID: Yeah, my two cousins got married.
ME: (ponders that for a second)
KID: Not to each other.
ME: That’s good to hear.

Wednesday, November 08, 2017

Teachers Say the Darnedest Things When Their Students Make Mistakes

A kid earlier today was playing a passage marked “legato,” and I was curious as to whether he knew the definition...

ME: So what does this term mean?
KID: Legato.
ME: Yes, the word is “legato,” but do you know what it means?
KID (hesitates): I can’t remember.
ME: So you forgotto?

Tuesday, November 07, 2017

Just Curious...

Is today the day they get free Slurpees in Europe? They do write the date as 7/11, after all.

Wednesday, November 01, 2017

Let's Talk Baseball for a Minute

I grew up as an Astros fan, seeing lots of games at the ‘Dome with my dad. Even as I moved to DFW for college and stayed here, I still supported my old team, cheering them on against everyone but my Rangers (which was easy when they were still in the NL).

When the Astros moved to not only the AL, but the AL West, things changed a bit. It was really weird being at Minute Maid in the summer of ‘16, with Dad and me rooting for opposite teams. But I’ve spent far more years in DFW than I did in Houston, and I’m totally invested in the Rangers.

Still, I was all in for the Astros during this Series. I supported them for Dad, as a tribute to my childhood, and to support the city where I spent my formative years—a city that really needed a lift this fall.

Am I bummed that the Astros took home a championship before my Rangers did? Sure. Will I resume rooting for the Rangers to whomp the Astros at every opportunity once next season starts? You bet! But tonight, I celebrate with my hometown and its fans, and lots of other Texans. And I already can’t wait for next baseball season to start.

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Kids Say the Darnedest Things About Instruments They Don't Recognize.

Kids say the darnedest things about instruments they don’t recognize. Earlier today at a middle school, a kid picks up a horn in its case that’s been left on the floor in the percussion area...

KID: Whose French horn is this?
(I look over and notice that the kid is in fact carrying a trombone.)
KID #2: That’s not a French horn!
KID #3: Yeah, that’s a trumpet!

(I’d like to think that Kid #3 actually knew what it was and was just messing with the first kid.)

Thursday, October 05, 2017

A Smal Bit of Music Humor

I’ve been eating my Thursday lunch at Taco Bueno the past few weeks. Last week, the piped-in music was cutting in and out so much that they finally just turned it off (right before I was about to ask them to do so myself). This week, the music was evidently still not working, so I ate my meal in complete silence.

My order number for this silent lunch? 433.