Last Day of the Semester, Ya Ya!

For those of you that have finals tomorrow, I suggest you don't read this and continue studying, for you see, I am DONE, and am about to rejoice-and I don't want to feel guilty about rubbing it in your face. So leave this page now.
good.

Today I had my Music Technology final, which was a project in LogicPro. Mine was stupid and made fun of Twilight, yes, I went for the cheap laugh to distract from my inability to use the program. I'm working on figuring out how to upload the file so I can get a virtual cheap laugh from EVERYONE. Boost that self esteem, girl.

Then I traveled to the International Children's School, http://internationalchildrensschool.org/home (Yeah, today I found out that there's a website. Cheggit,) with my co-teachers Becky and Janice. (There was a brief and poorly written post about this from the beginning of the semester, cheggit if you want to know more about what goes on there.) Today was our presentation day. All of the parents came, (which was thrilling because you can learn a lot about a student by watching how they interact with their parents, AND because they are from all different parts of the world so the room was filled with accent gumbo.)
We decided to set up our presentation as a "regular class day," with brief explanations about why we do each activity, (keep pulse, sing in tune, move in time, cross midlines, etc,) for the parents.
It was a hit. The students were marvelous, and so excited to be performing for their families.
At the end of the presentations there was a giant potluck with foods from all over the world, and topped off with a giant cheesecake, woah.

The second part of my day was spent babysitting two sweet girls.
I need to share one moment of the evening.
The younger girl, 18 months, cried when she was left with me...(right...about that self esteem.)
But the moment that she heard a cello being played in the next room, she stopped, and just listened.

It's a powerful thing.
We're lucky to have music in our lives.
Here's something yummy to stop your tears.

Rostropovich plays the Sarabande from Bach's Cello Suite No. 1


PS: Two semesters of college left before I student teach. HOW DID THAT HAPPEN??