I flipping adore teaching these two kids - Dylan and Kacy, aged 11 and 6 respectively.
I'm an intern at a high school, and it's the best place for finding clients. These two are the highlight of my Wednesday afternoons. I only take them for 30 minutes (can a kid under 10 really do anything for longer than 30 minutes?) but they're always so hyped up on life that our time seems to fly and drag all at once. Between trying to get them to practice F, our lessons are commentated by a non-stop stream of the gross jokes that are circulating Dylan's class, and frequently interrupted by Kacy's gymnastics (the girl cannot sit still, to her adorable credit). We end every session with a strange game that involves at least one foot race and two complicated additions to rock-paper-scissors. Last week it was a water-bomb fight (loosely put: they had no water bombs. They just gulped up water and spat it at one another).
Regardless, I love these two. One day they might learn how to actually play guitar.
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| Dylan as a "cool kid" - the guitar adds 10 points |
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| Physical activity disguised as a guitar lesson: making the shapes of chords with our bodies |
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| That bowl cut - who could resist that? |
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| This is "tree" - it beats paper, but loses to rock, and DEFINITELY loses to volcano |
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