I'm hoping this will not be the last Talking to Strangers. Some people seem to find this easy, others not... Obviously, I fit well and truly in the latter.
Now, I tend to take people as they are. I don't tend to notice if they are looking particularly gorgeous, although I might if they look exceptionally trashy. If someone asks if I notice anything different, I usually have to guess (haircut/pierced ears etc) until I get it right. But I do feel great when someone sees me and says, "Nice dress". So I've started looking for potential compliments *before* it's a return compliment. Then, at summer school in the first week, a lady was wearing a dress in one of my favourite blue shades and I said, without thinking, "Love your dress".
Of course, once started, this is an easy one to continue, and I've since found several options for initial compliments.
If You Always Do What You've Always Done...Then You'll Always Get What You Always Got
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Monday, 16 January 2012
Monday, 2 January 2012
Summer School
January. Big plans, small achievements. But not this year! All last year Jeannie was making me promise I would do summer school with her this year. "Sure", I'd say... Screaming on the inside. The thought of 2 weeks of my holidays taken up with assessment and being forced to interact with a bunch of people I don't know didn't fill me with joy.
Yesterday's registration didn't really make me feel any better, especially as I found myself put in a class 2 levels higher than I wanted. It's been a long time since I've made myself work this much. This morning, I found I was still in Level 6 instead of the compromised Level 5 but our director was unflinching. He thought he was being nice to me, letting me be in Level 6 instead of Level 7 or even 8. But - he was right. I didn't drown. A lot of the material was revision and I could tell I wasn't at the bottom of the class.
The string teaching programme is such a good environment, only 9 of us, supportive and useful materials. Plus I already knew 3 other people so the 'bunch of strangers' doesn't really apply. So far, everyone seems pretty friendly and it is such a good feeling to have neurons firing in my brain again.
Yesterday's registration didn't really make me feel any better, especially as I found myself put in a class 2 levels higher than I wanted. It's been a long time since I've made myself work this much. This morning, I found I was still in Level 6 instead of the compromised Level 5 but our director was unflinching. He thought he was being nice to me, letting me be in Level 6 instead of Level 7 or even 8. But - he was right. I didn't drown. A lot of the material was revision and I could tell I wasn't at the bottom of the class.
The string teaching programme is such a good environment, only 9 of us, supportive and useful materials. Plus I already knew 3 other people so the 'bunch of strangers' doesn't really apply. So far, everyone seems pretty friendly and it is such a good feeling to have neurons firing in my brain again.
Labels:
achievement,
assessment,
music,
school,
strangers,
strings,
summer,
teaching
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