My hands hurt. I think I legitimately bruised my hand. We have been having drum circles all day. I have been leading them on Djimbe. We tried to go through different styles of drum circling and in the end we ended up going African to Latin and then we settled on Native American. We did Native American chant and it was so cool to be able to lead that. I want more, but I should let my hands recover.
I conducted in Wind today. I am slowly growing to dislike conducting that group. They are so unruly and judgmental. They hardly ever listen to a word I say so in the end I look like an *insert curse word here* to them. The only sections that listen to me all the way are the Percussionist. They are the good children, maybe the flutes, but they gossip and hardly listen. They follow me well, but meh. The group almost refused to play unless we played these two songs that they requested. I hate how they never listen to me. It irritates me so. I understand Mr.A and his frustrations so much. They always say how stressed he is and how he is so mean, it is not his fault, it is our fault.
I have to conduct again tomorrow. Great.
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