I got an e-mail earlier
today that my freshman year English teacher Sophie Raven died this past
weekend. I still remember that class very well. There was a group
of us including Hart billings who got into the habit of getting to class early
because it was right after our lunch. And we would talk and she loved the
fact that there were some students who wanted to come early. I remember
being very shocked the first time that she basically flunked the entire class
on a writing assignment. She was appalled that our grammar and how we wrote.
But she taught us, and I also remember later in the year when she had
every single one of us read aloud an essay that we had written because she was
so pleased with how far we have come. I even remember that I had written
about waterskiing I think which was something I did when I was in summer camp.
She absolutely loved what she did and I think she passed that on to
students who were receptive to it.
I finally got around to
ripping a CD that I got from Elizabeth a long time ago of some of her favorite
flute music, so now I can listen to it on my iPod. I also came across a
CD called quiet night – tranquil classics which has among other things some
debussy, and Mozart. Both of whom are composers who wrote some amazing
stuff for flute. Now that I have started listening to some things a bit
more and very slowly starting to get back to my flute I feel more ready to
listen to flute music. Since I still have issues with my eyes – I can see
very well that I can't look at anything intricate for very long – I'm not reading
music. So right now anything that I play is just in my head but
eventually I think I will be able to read some music at least enough to satisfy
myself for what I want to play. And for now I can play notes from my
head, and listen to some music.
