Please pass the salt
Balancing out the flattery, compliment scale was inevitable. As if Pani Chojnacka hadn't done it enough between my hair and saying I walk on stage like a cowgirl, (which hello if you all haven't noticed I just so happen to be a cowgirl!)
today Ella Susmarzek finshed off the job. I was supposed to have my monthly class "opracowanie muzyczne partii operowych" which is pretty self explanitory even in the Polish. Ryszard Karczykowski comes all the way from Krakow to teach us every month and in the words of Mommy M, he is "famous like the stars." Actually he is a fairly well known tenor, at least in Poland.
Here he is with Mommy M and my Pianist Pani Malgorzata at a concert last year.
Anyway, Richard's is the last signature in need in my Index for the first semester's zaliczenia (this is where teachers account for your progress thus far) and I thought, heck why not sing for him while I was at it. It wasn't until I got to Warsaw today that I found out his plans had changed and that he would be coming Monday, not today. I decided to make the most of the time and rehearse with the pianist, Pani Ella Susmarzek. Now Ella Susmarzek may not be "famous as the stars" but heaven sakes, she is just amazing. Amazing enough to be more concerned with music basics and not some optimistic American who is good at moving her hands on stage. Lucky for me, I am good at taking criticism, and she was very nice in the way she handed it out. But she is the second person to tell me my french is "okropnie" or "terrible" as well as my Russian to the point where she said she cannot understand anything I sing. This has me a little angry, only because I have been singing in French for a long time and I always thought I was good at it, but apparently not! She also took the Dvorak Aria from Rusalka and changed about 10 things from the way I had been singing it to make it truly fit the characteristics of Czech music. Where has this woman been hiding and why aren't there more of her in my life?!? The criticism has me excited in a way because now I have a lot more concrete stuff to work on. But on the other hand I am feeling like there are so many aspects of being a vocalist that I don't know if I can even come close to succeed in all of them, I mean, trying to know the 6 or 7 languages I sing in on a regular basis is daunting enough, never mind tone, breath support and control, and stage presence just to name a few. How about dancing, gestures, make-up, and constuming? Master all of this, and then be competitive about it? Kurcze!!! Maybe I'll stick with being a cowgirl. Slobert says there is a great program in Horse Husbandry at Del-Val. Yeehaw!

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Dear Sister,
Being a cowgirl is one thing. But being one that hangs on a Farkash is another! Sigh. . .what am I going to do with you? Concerning your criticisms. . .tell me about it! On one of the first days of my nursing practicum for management I discontinued an IV line and I did not cap off the line. I used a little trick I have seen the other nurses use before. BIG MISTAKE. . .The IV nurse was in the room and yelled at me in front of the patient and his family that I was doing things wrong! I felt like saying, "Listen Camel Jockey (you know what I mean when I say this. . .at least you should since you've spent all that time with Slobert) maybe the nurses should be more mindful of their practice and not set a bad example." OR at the very least tell me that it was not a protocol practice! So trust me. . .I know how it is. . although just yesterday my professor Christine pulled me aside and said that my nurse preceptors gushed over my skills and she was very proud of me. It was some relief to know I am not a complete bonehead! LOL! And don't worry about the French. . .you're much better than I could ever be!
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