Last week, I participate two unusual events. One is called AA meeting in which alcoholics gather and share the experience. As class activity, I join this meeting and listen to their stories. It was rare for me to be talked so private things of adult people. I always involve in just superficial conversation with classmates. On Saturday, I participate in a candle vigil of a female student of my school who was killed in Paris on Friday. In the evening many students keep holding candles, listening to the singing of choir.
My music education classes give me interesting opportunities. As a activity of psychology class, I stay with a middle school music student for a whole day at the school. I just observe him. But I recall what I was thinking and feeling when I was a kid.
This semester I go back to school and take much music education classes. I borrow school's violin and practice during lunch break because my teacher tells me I should teach violin to beginner player. I play violin only three times and how to teach?? It due to me. Oh my God! Close to my practice room, 2or3 advanced violin players are often practicing. I listen them and imitate them. I recall the advice of my sax teacher that I had better play saxophone as smooth as violin. mmmmm
This year I think a lot and feel a lot. I get kind of mentors who give me chances to explore my unexpected talents. I am lucky girl who always meet right people in right time. This year will become my life changing year.
I have great instructors of both Saxophone and English speech. Today will be my turning point if I can change to better person or not. It is called metamorphosis. I need change.
After I take speech classes at school, mysterious thing often happen to me. When I listen to vocal songs, suddenly its lyric hits my soul. This evening it happens again, when Foggy Day by Billy Holiday broadcasts on radio. Her voice is lazy and moving. I know that this song describes about fog in London.
1st is musician. 2nd is teacher. 3rd is writer. In Japanese maximum there is such a word: If you announce it to public,the dream will come true. Actually I have more more dreams.
I always wish to change myself in better way. I notice that what changes me is not school books nor class studies. My peers change me. interesting..
She says that my face is alike to grant-grandfather. He was Haiku poet and water color painter. I think that free jazz like Ornette Coleman is similar to modern water color painting.
This afternoon, I have a gig to play in front of audience of all high school students. They listen to our music like Rock concert! I think that there is no difference between jazz and Rock.