teaching over a thousand drummers

This afternoon I taught at the Quezon City studio, which is on the top floor of a 5-story mall complex. Right as class began, a torrential downpour began. The kind of rain where if you look at the street, what's usually black asphalt looks white with all the spray of the rain pelting down on it. Whatever the roof of this building is, it has drum-like properties. So I started teaching the class yelling over the kind of racket you would imagine hearing if Neil Peart and John Bonham were soloing and trying to drown each other out. Great fun! Got to use my projection abilities to their fullest. Thank goodness it stopped after about half an hour - Ryan, who's been teaching there for over a year and was in class, tells me that sometimes during the rainy season it's like that through the entire class. Yikes. I was recording the class on my iPod to listen to it later, but I think I'll let that one go. I recorded my class on Sunday morning and took it Sunday afternoon before teaching the late afternoon class. I'd never taken my own class before. Not bad, but I mix up my rights and lefts far more than I thought - I'll have to be more careful about that.

Tomorrow I teach at 6:30am, so it's time for bed!
Warmly,
Carol