Yesterday, there was a knock on my door about 7:20 a.m. One of the girls here asked me in Spanish if I had a flute that she could take to school. She was leaving in about 10 minutes. I asked her to repeat her request because I thought it was odd. But I soon learned that she was requesting a recorder. Still a strange request at 7:20 a.m., but I happened to have salvaged 2 recorders I had found in the music room when I first arrived here in September. I ran in my house and showed her what I had and she smiled as though it was exactly what she was 
looking for.
Later that evening, I heard the beginnings of the Christmas song "Silent Night". I found the girl and told her that I used to teach music in the states and that I thought she was doing a good job. Later at dinner, this same girl ran up to me and asked me in English "Raben, will you teach me to play the flouta?" I told I would be glad to and she responded, "Oh thank you!" and ran off.
Maybe, just maybe the doors of teaching music here are beginning to open. We'll see.
looking for.Later that evening, I heard the beginnings of the Christmas song "Silent Night". I found the girl and told her that I used to teach music in the states and that I thought she was doing a good job. Later at dinner, this same girl ran up to me and asked me in English "Raben, will you teach me to play the flouta?" I told I would be glad to and she responded, "Oh thank you!" and ran off.
Maybe, just maybe the doors of teaching music here are beginning to open. We'll see.
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