The Power of Music

This is a bassoon, in case you didn't know.

I guess I became a part of the musical community when I started singing in the third grade.  I was really shy.  I hated being in front of people.  But I was infatuated with what I could do to a crowd with my voice, and still am.  
I started playing the bassoon in the sixth grade and fell in love not with the instrument, but with the feeling I got playing in an ensemble.  
I composed my first piece of music in the 5th grade, and I adored the miracle that was my music coming off a page. 
 I joined my high school marching band, playing in the front ensemble, and it is difficult and painful, but the feeling of an adoring crowd doesn't change.  
It sounds very prima donna, but a cheering audience never fails to bring tears to my eyes.  It's overwhelming.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that music is the universal language, and if all you've ever done is listen to it, you're only getting a fraction of the euphoria it can produce.  I guarantee that the people that made the music that makes you get the spectacular feeling feel the same way, but at an exponential increase.
Try your hand at becoming a part of the music. You won't ever be the same. 
With all that I have,
                                 Lizabell Hanson

Extreme Boredom Calendar

I think one of the things I'm going to do for this blog is share my EXTREME BOREDOM CALENDAR. Every day, I have a calendar with a fun task listed on it.  Most of them can be done during a class. They're for emergency moments of extreme boredom, of which I have a lot.  

Since this is my first blog, I'd just like to say that I love to think, and I love to learn, and I love to teach.  Even if no one ever reads this, I just want to share my thoughts with the world.  The blogging community gives writers a thrill that a diary does not: POTENTIAL READERS!  So, once again, if no one ever reads, I understand.  But I'll try to make it interesting for the public in case someone does take interest.  As I sign every diary entry, I will also sign this.

With all that I have, 
                          Lizabell Hanson

A common pattern with me will be Yoda...because I love him. He inspires me.

EXTREME BOREDOM CALENDAR: Today, try and avoid saying or writing the letter "s".  If you fail, print this picture of Master Yoda and hang it up to remind you daily.