“Zudio, zudio, zudio, zudio, zudio, zudio, all night long. . . “ “Just from the kitchen, shoo fly shoo. . . “ Echoes from past classroom music teaching? Not originally. These songs are linked with memories from my Kodaly courses at Texas State University-San Marcos. For my other teacher friends and I, it was like going back to summer camp; summer camp for music teachers. We sang and played and discussed. Okay. We did lots of playing. We also had lots of homework every night.
As a Ph.D. student over the past two years, I have been thinking about teaching. . . . a lot. This blog is an opportunity I am giving myself to ponder and pontificate on various aspects of humans, music and music education. What does it mean to be human? What does it mean to make music? How can teaching music be more human? How can it help our soul? My thinking is in process. . . continually becoming. So, for any idea that I post here, I might think just the opposite the day