<p>actually, my freshman year I had a wooden oboe case. It was so incredibly weighty!!! I ended up constantly bruising my knees when they knocked against the case. So long as your cases aren't made from snakewood, I think my puny arms can handle it.</p>
<p>ouch :(</p>
<p>While we're taking a break from our choir rehersals, we should invent some super fantastic magic wooden oboe case cushions.</p>
<p>And then we could take over all the oboe makers in the world, selling only hard wood cases, virtually ensuring that every musician will need our cushions! Then, I will actually be able to pay for Yale!</p>
<p>Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!</p>
<p>We should also take over all of the sushi restaurants in the world, because it is so yummy but so expensive and I have been wasting all of my hard-earned money on it.</p>
<p>And all of the record stores :D</p>
<p>why not the whole world while we're at it?</p>
<p>Haha I like the way you think ;)</p>
<p>Becoming leaders in the world? I expect that going to Yale will help us to do just that.</p>
<p>ooo... magic oboe cushions!!!
if you could invent some sort of magic oboe reed maker, you might make more moneys. lol</p>
<p>too true, too true. when I had braces, I went through those reeds faster than my teacher could make them.</p>
<p>Ahh that's not a pretty picture...Your teacher made reeds?</p>
<p>And guys, you are way behind. I've already invented a magic oboe reed maker.</p>
<p>haha...
my teacher was a college student who made her own reeds because the nicer ones were around 30 dollars. She sold them to me for about half that price and my instructor said that I had better tone.</p>
<p>haha that's impressive. I guess that's an example of what my band director keeps harping on about: It's the musician, not the instrument, that makes good music!</p>
<p>Come to think of it, my photo teacher says the exact same thing about photographers and cameras.</p>
<p>It seems our teachers are really into praising their students.</p>
<p>it's nice to hear but after a while you want to hear the honest truth...and when you hear it, you hate it because it sounds so foreign</p>
<p>Precisely. I'm going to follow your tangent for a moment here: I was just complaining to my dad because I got my first OFFICIAL paper back in english, and I got an unusually high grade. I was left rather disappointed, because I was hoping for some criticism. I was really looking forward to growing as a writer under her guidance. However, it's hard to tell whether I actually deserved the grade I got, or whether she is simply an easy grader. Like you said, years of easy graders and inflated praise that makes it hard to identify and digest the honest truth.</p>
<p>It is especially true for English teachers. And it is NOT a help when it comes to college essays. They do nothing but fix the minute grammatical errors that I don't even think the adcoms could catch. Or they toss out vague statements like, "your ideas are great but I don't really sense you..." Yet these same teachers are such great writers themselves. On a brighter note, it makes me excited for the kind of English/writing instructors I'll have in college!</p>
<p>I agree, English teachers don't get college essays AT ALL.</p>
<p>And I am so looking forward English/writing instructors in college. I really really am. That's probably the primary reason that I've become interested in DS--there is simply no way that you could come out of an intensive experience like that without becoming an unbelievably competent writer. I would also love those Thursday night bonding sessions...and of course, graduating with an appreciation for the entire western canon.</p>