I recently joined a community arts program called Seattle Music Partners, which tutors music to underserved elementary school students in the Seattle area in a free after-school program. I've been researching and looking for music programs here in Seattle for a while. As a kid growing up with some financial difficulties, I'm incredibly indebted to Hochstein Music School, a music/dance program that offered scholarships and financial help, and allowed me not only to take lessons but to love music in the capacity that I do.
I'm also incredibly indebted in all aspects, but specifically in this one, to my mom for this as well. I know she worries often about how much my sister and I missed out in our lives due to circumstances...but I've always been grateful and happy with who I am and how we have turned out...and I owe that to her.
But I digress, and really those words deserve a post in themselves, so...
We had an orientation meeting for Seattle Music Partners (SMP) this past Sunday, which turned out to be somewhat surprising for two reasons:
1). The day consisted of many presentations and other lessons, but also unfortunately consisted of several Icebreakers.
Deep down, I appreciate Icebreakers. I really do. And once I get into them, I often enjoy them and relish the fact they help me get to know my fellow compatriots better. And what other way are you going to get a large group of people involved?
But before that happens, I really detest them. I resent activities that force me to mingle with other people and to think on my feet. It's like a group interview for a job. Back when we did icebreakers for church, I used to show up late on purpose so I wouldn't have to participate. I only started to show up on time for the icebreakers when I was the one coming up with the icebreakers and making other people do them. Mwahahaha....ha...
2). About 80% of the SMP tutors were...high schoolers. Later that night, I went back on their site to see if I had missed something in the program description, but nope. There were a few college students and a few people my age or older. But mostly...high schoolers. And yes, you might have guessed this already, but I blended in perfectly.
When we first sat down at tables, one of the kids would invariably start up a conversation and ask around the table "so what instrument do you play? and what school do you go to?" The first table I sat at, everyone that answered named some high school in the area. When they got to me and looked at me expectantly, I said: "Um...I don't go to school. Not anymore." I didn't add that it had been 8 years since I had last attended high school.
For the first time in my life, I wondered if I should start dressing more my age. (What does that mean exactly?) When you haven't really grown since middle school, you tend to keep the same clothes in your closet.
Maybe I should go back to school after all.