I know a post exists somewhere about
how much Jenna loved the hymn book when she was younger. Before she could speak she would treat books
with respect and turn the pages. But she
never studied them quite like she would the hymn book. Somehow the written music fascinated her.
On Tuesday I went to the band room
(which isn’t normally a part of the aide’s agenda) and the instructor drew some
notes on the board and added a tie. I
smiled at the memory of Jenna, when after she was talking, asked me why there
were so many smiley faces in the hymn book.
In Myrtle Creek, the music teacher
teaches three courses at the high school and ends his day teaching three
courses at the middle school. I would
assume he gets to eat lunch sometime between.
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