Sunday, July 23

Was someone looking for me?

Hello!

With search terms turning up in my visitor stats like "Executive Council of the Greater Manchester Coalition of Disabled People rebecca" and "au "rebecca young"", it looks like someone might be trying to find me.

Well, you succeeded. How can I help?

I haven't been all that active at GMCDP of late; I've just spent nearly 2 and a half weeks in hospital and am woefully behind in all sorts of Executive and Officers business. Ah well, I'll have a decent chance to catch up at the Council Officers meeting on Wednesday. Hopefully, we're setting up a working-group towards an inclusive education campaigning unit at GMCDP, settling our new Admin and Finance workers in (yay!), and generally getting things on track a bit.

I'm looking forward to going on another Cambridge Early Music Summer School this August; it'll be a bit challenging as my stamina for playing is a fair bit down on what it used to be, but it's too good to miss, even if I end up laid out for a week from exhaustion after. What with old friends and new friends and whatnot, I had a fantastic time there last year and I can't wait to get back into Cambridge again - especially as, having been forced out of college to complete the final year of my degree elsewhere, I may not have much access to baroque viola teaching next academic year. Not that I had much this academic year, either, but at least I had some!

I am now teaching, too. I've been teaching on and off, dibs and dabs for years and years, but now I have regular pupils who I have seen weekly for the best part of two terms, planned lessons for them, watched them grow. It's been a big learning experience for me, too, and has led me to the conclusion that teacher training and following my mum into life as a peripatetic violin and viola teacher is as good a career option as any from where I'm sitting.

Right, that's enough blethering for one day. I'm off to dabble in fantasy for a while.

3 comments:

pete said...

'appy Birthday Becca!

Hope that Cambridge goes well for you and you have a wonderful time;-)

A viola player went to a piano recital. After the performance he went up to the pianist and said, “You know, I particularly liked that piece you played last — the one that started with a long trill.”

The pianist said, “Huh? I didn’t play any pieces that started with trills.”

The viola player said, “You know — [hums the opening bars of Für Elise].”

I'll get me coat.....
pete

Becca said...

Thanks ever so, Pete, and sorry for the late reply.

Cambridge on Saturday - I can't wait!

What was the definition of perfect pitch, again?

Oh yes - throwing a clarinet into a skip without hitting the sides.

Michelle said...

I came across your blog from a comment you left on Neonatal Docs blog regarding telling a family their baby has Down syndrome.

I have to say I really appreciated your reply, in particular this sentence: "An impairment of hard, cold intellect is not an impairment of the ability to grow into a mature adult and a proper friend." What a powerful sentence that is - I wish more people had that kind of knowledge and understanding.

I have a daughter with Down syndrome, thank you for realizing a person's worth is not based soley on their intellect, but on their character.