I’m proud of my students. It was a strange concert….some really great music was made, but I sensed that everyone was tired (including Yours Truly). I feel like I pushed them/thrashed them about/made them weary this year. In my drive for whatever you call it, I think I sometimes forget that they are 15-18 years old, and with other lives.
This requires reflection. But seeing as how I’m too tired for that, I will just tell you that my students made me proud again last night. I know not why, but blessed I am.