Saturday, August 23, 2008

My body's telling me something...

I think I've been working too hard lately. My body sent me a hard-to-ignore message when it forcibly shut down last Thursday night, and I woke up Friday morning with a high temperature, a killer headache, and feeling weak as a newborn puppy.

Spent the whole of Friday resting in bed and drowning myself in medication, and I was able to go work yesterday, so, hurray! Except that I now have to spend the long weekend catching up on work. I finished checking test papers yesterday, and today I spent the whole morning inputting the grades for three of my major classes (English 3, English II and English III), and methinks I look like I've got sore eyes. The last time I worked with Excel was waaaay back in high school, so it was an uphill battle for me to type in all the scores of my students. Music 1,2,3 to go.

My M.A. life is in shambles. Haha! Don't tell my profs, but I honestly don't have the time to study for class, and it's a miracle that I got a good grade in our Stat midterms when I squeezed in my cramming time in between meals and checking papers.

I have 10 papers to write, and the deadline is Sept.20.

Papers writen? Zero.

Oh noes.

Concerned friends of mine have been telling me to take it easy, to make time for "rest." And I think... they're right.

Hay. Here's hoping that the 2nd semester of A.Y. '08-'09 will be easier. I desperately want to have time to exercise, I think the reason why my body's prone to illness lately is because I haven't worked out since May.

"Exercise gives you endorphins. Endorphins make you happy," said my favorite cinema lawyer in Legally Blonde. Which might also explain why I've been feeling melancholy as well.

Drat. I really need to get some exercise. Now na.

Okay, shallow and petty ranting done. :)

If you have 20 minutes to spare, I strongly urge you to watch this video of conductor Benjamin Zander on TED.COM. I think watching it is one of the reasons why I was able to recover so quickly from the flu :)

"I have a definition of success. For me it's not about wealth or fame or power. It's all about how many shining eyes I've got around me."

Sunday, August 17, 2008

July Book Session & Friends




Long overdue pics!

(If I Only Had A Guitar!!) : REPOST

please help my students (repost) Aug 17, '08 7:09 AM
for everyone
(http://electricfun.multiply.com/journal/item/18/Pls._Help_My_Music_Students?replies_read=1)


I have reached the point of desperation. I am humbly appealing to any kind soul out there to please hear me out.


I am currently teaching a guitar class at the U.P College of music as part of my thesis. My students are members of the Gawad Kalinga Project Laura in Commonwealth, an underprivileged community. I have 11 students in one class, their ages range from 6 to 57 years old. Quite the challenge I know, but the bigger challenge is, not a single one of them owns a guitar.

 

We hold our classes 2 hours a day, once a week. The first part would be for music theory, the second part would be it’s application on the instrument, which we do by taking turns and passing around my guitar. We’ve been doing this for 7 weeks now since we started last July 3.

 

We already sent out a letter last June 19, 2008 to our sponsor which  took weeks before they actually responded They mentioned they will “release funds” and they will send us 8 guitars, (tsss.. 11 nga yung studyante ko eh, grr..) but they didn’t  give us an exact date. “maghintay lang daw kame”, my adviser said.

 

So that’s what we’ve been doing, waiting. The first few weeks, I thought it would be okay to do without the guitar first because I’d be introducing the elements of music. But now that we’ve reached our 7th week, and still no sign of the guitars, I’m having mixed emotions of frustration, anger, fear and a whole lot of stresss!  Their scheduled performance is on Sept.30, 2008 and we haven’t practiced a single thing.

 

My students are good students. They are very receptive to the musical concepts I’ve been teaching them. But shempre lahat naman ng klase ng learning hindi complete unless you are able to apply it.

 

Last Thursday I felt as if someone ran a knife across my chest. when one of my students said she’s been practicing the strumming and chord positions at home. I asked if she knows someone with a guitar, and she said “nag-drawing lang po kame sa papel mam.” (argh! I felt so bad) But I had to be optimistic for them so I said, “That’s good! Natutuwa ako at nakakahanap kayo ng iba’t-ibang paraan para matuto, hayaan niyo dadating na yung gitara niyo, antay lang tayo.” I say that every meeting, and I don’t think I can keep showing up empty-handed.

 

So this is where I am humbly asking your help. I need to borrow 8 nylon-stringed guitars from anyone willing to help. Anyone with a big heart and ready to receive lots of good karma from the universe. Out of the 11 students 3 of them are already covered so I only need 8 more. Please, Its for a very good cause. Don’t worry, I assure you, they are good people and they will take care of your guitars. I would make sure that each one of your guitars will be returned to you unharmed by Sept. 30, or even earlier, as soon as my students get their guitars from our sponsor.

The main objective of my thesis is to help their community by uplifting their sel-esteem and instill confidence in them through music and performance. Because learning and performing music provides opportunities for students to let down their inhibitions and be able to express themselves freely.

 

By helping them realize their musical potential and perform together as a group, they would develop a sense of unity, foster cooperative spirit and strengthen their relationship as a community.

 

With your help, they could very much achieve this  and so much more. Please.

 

For those willing to lend a helping guitar, pls contact me at: 09179322542

 
Thank you  so much!

-Thea Tolentino
http://electricfun.multiply.com/

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Disadvantages to an "Elite Education"

"The difference between having a college degree and not having one is far greater than where you go to college. But where you go can determine, to a large extent, who you become. Some of us become jerks. And others spend our lives trying to figure out what it meant to have been there — and how to get over it."

Read the whole article here.

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Happy-go-lucky students should come to UP during the UPCAT

I have so many students who are far too happy-go-lucky, it's as if they don't care about their studies and just go through the motions of being in school.

(In case you're wondering, I'm talking about both my high school and college students... as for my grade school alagas, I've no problem with them, they're such bright little things... they come up to me and ask, "Teacher, how many items is the quarterly test?" and when I say "100" they go "Yay!" Haha. I love them.)

Being irresponsible with one's studies is forgivable, but only up to a certain age (2nd year high school is the latest). I just can't understand the reasons behind some of my students' actions.

For example: not attending a once-a-week-lecture, and not even bothering to text me to explain his/her absence, even after being told to do so.

Another example: Not studying one's pieces, even after being repeatedly told to do so. It would be o.k. if the student were a sight reader, or had perfect pitch. But add zero musicality and a poor ear to the mix, and you're left with the teacher wondering how on earth this student passed the Music Theory/ Audition test.

I suppose students such as these need to be reminded of how privileged they are, to be studying in UP.

I wish they could have been with me when I proctored the UPCAT last weekend.

Students and parents were lining up outside their exam venues as early as 2 a.m. (especially those from the provinces). I witnessed so many dramatic partings, so many touching scenes... a mother frantically looking for a street vendor who sold bottled water so her child would not suffer from thirst during the exam... a father giving his daughter a last-minute hug and a kiss on the forehead for good luck ... a UP-hopeful who was obviously suffering from bronchitis (if not pneumonia) but determinedly went to fight through the test ... very manang-looking young girls who went through the Reading and Language Comprehension parts at an agonizingly slow pace but breezed through the Science and Math parts at breakneck speeds ...

Granted, I also had students from the opposite specturm... a Korean national who came from an exclusive international school and told me she couldn't understand TAGalog (accent on the first syllable, mind you!) so is it OK if she left some questions blank? ... Six Ateneans in one room who had to be put in spaced apart seats, who proclaimed loudly afterwards how easy the UPCAT was... a Southern belle who wore skimpy shorts on a very cold day and took the test in a very cold airconditioned room, and asked to go to the CR every test, and who threw a silent tantrum when she wasn't given immediate permission to leave the room...

But the whole experience made me feel all the more grateful for the chance I've been given.

To think that of the 160 students who were under my UPCAT partner and I, only 1 or 2 will make it and become a UP isko... it's a sobering thought.

I wish these happy-go-lucky students of mine could have seen what I saw. Maybe then, they'll change their ways, and appreciate the golden opportunity they're presently taking for granted.

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Round 2 of a plug: Soprano Katrina Saporsantos in Homecoming Recital

Katrina Saporsantos in Concert

(courtesy of Ate Rina from her blog)

The Foundation for the Musical Filipino (FMF), in cooperation with the MCO Foundation and BDO, takes pride in presenting soprano Katrina Saporsantos, who recently returned from her studies abroad, in a concert at the Francisco Santiago Hall, BDO South Tower (formerly PCIB), Makati City on Sunday, August 3, 2008 at 6 p.m.

In May of this year, Ms. Saporsantos received her master of music degree in classical voice performance from the Manhattan School of Music in New York under the tutelage of soprano Ashley Putnam. While at MSM, she sang for masterclasses conducted by soprano Lauren Flanigan and mezzo-soprano Stephanie Blythe. She won 1st prize in the 2008 Eisenberg-Fried Concerto Competition and was invited by the South African Consul General to sing the South African National Anthem at their Freedom Day celebration. At the personal invitation of Ambassador Hilario Davide, Permanent Ambassador of the Philippines to the UN, she sang at the Philippine Independence Day Dinner held at the United Nations in New York.
Prior to her studies in New York, Ms. Saporsantos received her bachelor of music degree in voice at the University of the Philippines College of Music studying under tenor Ramon Acoymo. She was a prizewinner at the 2002 Solo Voice Category of the National Music Competition for Young Artists (NAMCYA). She was a featured singer for three consecutive years at the Bamboo Organ Festival from 2004 to 2006; at the 7th San Agustin International Music Festival; and at performances of the Philippine Philharmonic Orchestra, most notably for Orff’s Carmina Burana and the Philippine Premiere of Mahler’s 8th Symphony. In 2003, she performed the role of Bizen no Kata at the world premiere of Manuel Maramba’s Ukon Takayama in Japan.

For her homecoming recital, Ms. Saporsantos will perform music by Amy Beach, Augusto Espino, Richard Wagner, Alfredo Catalani, Giacomo Puccini, Jules Massenet, and the world premiere of a piece by John August Pamintuan. Accompanying her will be pianist Benjie Dia.
Ms. Saporsantos will be shortly returning to New York to pursue a Professional Studies Certificate under a scholarship from the Manhattan School of Music. She will also be performing Wagner’s Wesendock Lieder with the Manhattan Philharmonia under the baton of Maestro Klauspeter Seibel on March 27, 2009.


Soprano Katrina Saporsantos in Recital, Francisco Santiago Hall, BDO South Tower, Makati Ave., corner HV de la Costa, Makati City, August 3, 2008; 6 pm. Tickets, priced at P200 for students and P500 for the general public will be available at the hall entrance on the day of the concert. For reservations, please contact Mayenne at 9366781/09178997579 or emsaporsantos@yahoo.com. For sponsorships please contact Conrad at 3874392/8924769 or cmlancion@yahoo.com

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Reflections on Herrera's article: 'The Value of the UP Experience'

The value of the UP Experience

First published 6 June 2008
The Manila Standard Today
by Maya Baltazar Herrera

There are no children here

This week, I went to a meeting at the UP School of Economics and I came away with renewed belief in the value of the UP experience.

If you speak to anyone from UP – student, professor, alumnus - you will get no Latin slogans or apologies about how the school teaches values in spite of its outward materialism. This is not a student population that thinks about basketball games or memorizes school songs. This is not a school that chooses one statement to drill into the minds of its students.

This is not, of course, to say that UP does not care about values. It is that UP, in its own inimitable way, believes that values cannot be force-fed. The statue of the naked man that guards the entrance to the campus in Diliman best represents UP's approach to all education and the respect for students that is the center of its educational philosophy. All who come to this university, regardless of origin, bring themselves naked, carrying nothing but their thirst; like the proverbial empty teacup, making an offering of self, waiting to be filled.

Adults

For many students from private schools, the first lesson that is learned here is that this is a school for adult education. There are no children here, and that is why no parents are allowed either at freshman orientation or during enlistment.

The spirit of the oblation lies not in a mother or a father offering up hischild to the world, it is that of the newly adult, freely offering of his self.

I remember quite vividly that moment that drove home how different the UP education continues to be. It was my daughter's first semester in university and she had invited a group of her high school friends to our house. One of them asked a classmate whether she had gotten her parents permission form approved for that weekend's outreach activity. From the UP population around the table came the mock horrified responses of: "Permission? " and "Outreach?"

I thought about it and realized that all of these students were, in fact, legally adults. I thought it interesting that only the UP students appeared to appreciate this fact.

Even more interesting was the "outreach" comment. I think back to my own university years and the last three years that my daughter has been in UP and am certain there is no lack of civic activity. There are medical missions, house building projects, tree planting, community work and barrio work and so on. I realize now that the reaction was not to the activity as much as it was to the use of the word.

One of the most important differences of the UP campus from all the other campuses my children considered going to is that this campus has no walls. Many parents fear this. They are afraid their precious children will not be protected from the ills of society in a campus that is so open to the rest of the world.

But UP is open to the world in more ways than just not having the physical walls.

Community

Being in UP means much more than being a student. This campus is enmeshed in a community. This community is made up not only of the transient population of students who go home each night. It includes the many, many students who lay their heads on dorm pillows each night, enduring time away from families in the firm belief that this campus will bring them closer to their dreams. This community includes the families of faculty and employees who live on campus. It also includes the many people who work not for the University, but nevertheless work on campus. This community includes the lady who remembers the brand of cigarette you smoke and automatically hands it to you in the morning. It includes the gentleman who remembers you like pepper on your egg sandwich or the one who knows you will dip your fish balls into two of his sauces, who patiently waits for you to eat your three sticks before being paid. It includes the woman who saw all her children through college by selling peanuts every day on campus.

To a UP student, the daily heartbeat of the school is never far away from the realities of the country. The word outreach suggests that civic activity is something outside of the normal, something you do once in a while. It must be immensely difficult to think of community as a thing apart when your campus experience brings you face to face with all of the world's realities every day.

Character

All of this probably explains that unmistakable sense of self that you will find from students who come from this campus.

Here is a campus where all have the same opportunities to learn. But also, here is a campus that will give all the same opportunities to fail. There are no guidance counsellors who will chase after you because you have been skipping classes. The attitude this university takes is that you must take the initiative – for learning, for seeking help, for realizing you need help.

That is not to say that no help exists. But it is help that is not forced upon you.

This is a university rich in both introspection and conversation. On this campus, the student is constantly exposed to people – faculty, administrators, community members, other students – who care deeply and passionately about the world. The conversations are almost never purely cerebral. A single graph can provoke comments about government policy and its effects on people.

As a result, UP is home to a student population that looks at the world and cares. It is easy to see pictures of protesting students and dismiss it as radicalism. But there are few campuses in this country where students go beyond a passing curiosity about what is happening in the world beyond their own lives. There are even fewer universities where students not only care but also actually believe they have a responsibility to make a difference – not in some hazy future – today.

And that, I believe, is what truly forges character. Character is not molded by speeches or long classes in ethics or theology. Character grows from within. It begins by being handed the keys to your own self and being told you are in charge; you now have power over yourself and your own actions – and with that power, you take on responsibilities.

Each student in this university goes through his own unique voyage of discovery. On his voyage, as he decides what he cares about, what he will fight for and what he will sacrifice, he crafts his own personal values. That is what education is truly about.

~ ~ ~ ~

But is the educational system doing its job? I know I sound old-fashioned and overly conservative, but I really fear for the innocent freshman who steps inside UP with his values and morals not yet formed. It is a very dangerous place for someone who has a very weak moral grounding. One can too easily lose one's way.

I am a product of the UP, and while a part of me takes pride in what the author mentioned, the teacher in me wishes that there was more guidance available for UP students. I think the fault lies not in UP, but in our country's educational system as a whole. There is too much focus on nurturing the intellect, and not enough focus on imparting values.

Too often have I come across this kind of student whom C.S. Lewis describes in detail in his The Abolition of Man... those who proudly call themselves "intellectuals":

..."It is not excess of thought but defect of fertile and generous emotion that marks them out. Their heads are no bigger than the ordinary: it is the atrophy of the chest beneath that makes them seem so."

I agree with C.S. Lewis when he said that "for every one pupil who needs to be guarded from a weak excess of sensibility there are three who need to be awakened from the slumber of cold vulgarity. The task of the modern educator is not to cut down jungles but to irrigate deserts. The right defence against false sentiments is to inculcate just sentiments..."

   I think that what is lacking in our educational system as a whole is what Lewis calls the doctrine of objective value, "the belief that certain attitudes are really true, and others really false.."

   I expressed my thoughts on this in an earlier post. Now that I am a teacher, I believe in this all the more. The most important thing we teachers can pass on to our students are the values and morals upon which the basis of humanity are founded upon.

   C.S. Lewis contrasted the Old and New styles of teaching. "Where the old initiated, the new merely 'conditions.'" He meant that where the old style of teaching involved the teacher passing on to his students the values and sentiments that he, the teacher himself, holds dear, the new style of teaching involves training the intellect, and teaching the student that anything pertaining to sentiment and emotions are unreasonable and contemptible. That kind of training can have dangerous and far reaching consequences.

   From what I have personally experienced during my stay in U.P., most of the professors belong to the new school of teaching. They would have us do away with traditional values altogether, and build up a set of our own.

   May there never come the day that Values Ed. will be eradicated from the school curriculum.