I've sort of fallen into the role of disciplinarian at camp. There are a couple of kids who don't like to cooperate and who act out for attention - one kid swore today in front of all the other kids, so I pulled him aside and reprimanded him, telling him he can never do that again and I had to do it yesterday for something else he did. Then he started crying, of course. And the other teachers (who didn't see what happened) were all concerned for his well-being and I thought, "are you kidding me?" I bet any of them wouldn't have said a word to the kid about his behavior. It seems like they are all afraid to enforce the rules. Why not? I don't get that.
Another character:
Riley Jameson, 23
from Houston, Texas
Started Suzuki violin at 3. Concertmaster of the Ralston Symphony for the 3rd year straight. Is a second-year master's candidate. Part of the graduate assistant program and teaches freshmen, but the students don't like her much and don't get much out of lessons with her because she just shows off for them and tells them how they'll never be as good as she is.
Paid for school through beauty pageants – violin was her talent.
Didn’t get in to Juilliard or any other major music schools except Ralston and Oberlin.
Raised by a very poor single secretary, never knew her father, but they told everyone he died. Her mother isn’t sure who her father is.
Is actually an excellent violinist without practicing very much.
Sugar daddies support her.
Likes to name drop and make friends with "hollywood" people.
Can't get any guys her own age to pay her any attention because she's so high-maintenance and snobby. Jack's the only one who ever does and as a result, she tries to "claim him". In love with the idea of Jack and the thought of being with a guy her own age instead of old men.
Drives an old BMW.
My latest creative endeavor, to become a published writer, and the trials and tribulations.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
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