Several years ago my auditioned choir, Prairie Voices, had a rough end to the year. A large number of my eighth graders who had been incredibly important to that choir and to my program just kind of quit on me: they collapsed into conflict and drama, they stopped working hard, and when I called them out on it, their response to me was essentially "we have had you for three years now, we feel like we've learned all we can from you, we don't really want to listen to what you have to say anymore." I was floored and incredibly hurt, but after some intense reflection I came to the realization that the complete implosion of this immensely gifted eighth grade class was pretty much completely my fault. As for why it was my fault? I'll get into that story in another post. This post is about the Mini-Camp that I have been doing with my auditioned choir for four years now, but the event I mentioned above was a large part of my motivation to start doing the camp with my Pr...
I am a high school choir teacher teaching at one of the most diverse high schools in my state. I am in my fourteenth year of public school education, and I taught middle school choir for the first twelve. My program's mantra is "Embrace the Struggle," and that mantra continues to take on new significance in a time of great turmoil and upheaval.