I have no idea what I am doing
I have a Bachelor’s in Violin Performance.
I’m about to start my Master’s in Viola Performance.
I am going to be a TA.
What the fuck am I doing.
Yeah, I’m not good enough at violin to make it with that, so viola is a smarter choice. I know that I’ve been performing music harder than anything written for the viola for the last 6 years, so I know I can learn all the music. But I’m supposed to swoop in and teach undergraduate/non-major lessons and run orchestra sectionals… I’ve only had 3 semesters of viola lessons (spaced out over 3 years) and I’m supposed to be the expert. These people have all been playing viola a lot longer than me; I don’t have the slightest idea about what repertoire to assign, how to make sure I don’t pass on the technical mistakes and other bad habits that Dr. McClure embedded in all of us at Truman… My professor is already making drastic changes to fix my technique, so how am I supposed to teach those things if I’m hugely altering them myself at the same time?
Meanwhile, just took a 3 hour music history entrance exam that confirmed again that I made straight As but learned nothing at Truman- the only answers I knew were things I knew before I even went to college because I was interested in them anyway. Hopefully somehow scraped through with high enough scores to pass a few sections. That’s what happens when you hire your church buddies instead of qualified teachers, kids.
I don’t understand american school years what the fuck is a freshman or a sophomore why do you have these words instead of the numbers
what why would you use numbers
so IT FUCKING MAKES SENSE WHAT THE HELL IS A SOFT MOORE OR A FRESH MAN WHY ARE THE MEN FRESH
America makes no sense, as usual.
bless the person that actually made the chart
laughter from France
France what the fuck