It was the fall of 1954 at the London Academy for Music and Dramatic Arts, the semester had just begun, and the students were buzzing around campus like busy worker bees. Eleanor Archer, was just starting her freshman year. She was already best known for walking around campus with books piled so high you could just barely see the top of her head sticking out over the top. She worked very hard in all of her core classes, to impress her father, the dean of LAMDA, but she worked hard in all of her fine arts classes for herself. She had aspirations of becoming a composer, but her father did not approve of this dream at all. Eleanor was hurriedly making her way all the way across campus to the music hall where she has her piano lesson. She pushed …show more content…
Then they both rushed up the four flights of stairs to Mrs. Jones room. “I cannot believe that’s how we became friends, it’s just so cliché” smiled Ella. It was the night before graduation, Spring 1957, and Mason and Ella were strolling down the boardwalk near campus, eating their favorite ice cream, and reminiscing about the first day they met. From that first encounter in the music hall, to many 3 a.m. coffee runs while cramming for finals, to helping each other pursue their dreams when nobody else believed in them. Ella and Mason have been best friends through it all. It was about midnight when Mason suggested that they head back to their dorms, after all it would be a busy day tomorrow. Ella agreed so, they said goodnight and parted ways. There was a red telephone booth about a block from Ella’s dorm, and she decided she would stop there on her way home to call her childhood friend, Jade, who goes to school in America. She glanced down at her watch 12:23 a.m. “Perfect!” she thought to herself, “It’s only like 7:30 in New …show more content…
Besides, that dream was so ridiculous there’s just no way. Ella wasn’t even sure if she believed herself at this point, but she wasn’t going to let anything spoil this day. She finished getting ready, met Mason outside of her building, and they both headed over to the auditorium, where the ceremony would take place. Everyone found their seats, and the room seemed to be buzzing with excitement from the graduating class. Then the faculty went up on stage and took their seats, as the President of the Academy went to the podium. He said a few words of congratulations and then
Rena Cohen had returned from camp high-spirited, anticipating her long-awaited senior year of high school. With only two days left to catch up with her friends, Rena called Malka Koenig and Lizzy Zimmerman and set up to see them at Cafe Bonjour. She couldn’t wait to hear how Malka enjoyed her lessons in computer programming and how Lizzy enjoyed her stay in camp. At the cafe, Rena realized something was wrong. Lizzy and Malka looked uncomfortable around each other and after just a few minutes, Malka got up and walked out. Lizzy refused to tell Rena what was wrong, so Rena got up and left too. When school began, things only got worse. Malka insisted that Rena was her best friend, Lizzy insisted that Rena was her best friend, and Rena wasn’t so sure she was friends with either of them. One thing was for certain: they were no longer the inseparable threesome everyone envied. As her year progressed, Rena grew more and more distant from her once undisputed friends. Their silence baffled her and she felt lost in the crowd; by twelfth even the loners had found their place in the grade. Malka became close friends with Tzipporah since they were both G.O. heads. Lizzy became friends with a girl named Riva. One day Malka approached Rena and told her she wanted to tell ...
Women no longer have to follow a given path of a domesticated life lived behind her husband’s pant cuff. So one would wonder why the increase in women composers has not happened as did in other areas such as literature and the visual arts. According to Kerry Andrew of theguardian.com, there is a decline in confidence in teenage girls to compose and the issue must be addressed with education and “if girls are presented with examples of successful female creators in all genres, they might view composition as a viable profession for themselves.” The promotion of composition as a profession and the use of women examples in curriculum will serve to foster this change.
At that time women were not supported in having or pursuing a career, but regardless of the barrier she decided to enroll in the Philadelphia Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts at 16. Being in a school where the population of girls is about 20%, the male faculty and students were very condescending and resented her presence, viewing art as an achievement or talent. While studying to make art her profession, she was unhappy to find the academy’s curriculum to be unchallenging and slow pace. With the passion of
In the days leading up to her graduation, she was so excited about receiving her diploma for her academic accomplishments, even though she hasn’t accomplished a lot in life by experiencing a little bit of it. She felt like the birthday girl with her pretty dress, beautiful hair, and the presents she received from Uncle Willie and her mother. She felt like it w...
Ellie Mulder is an eighth-grade student at Northview Crossroads Middle School. The fourteen-year-old strives her hardest in every subject, and she will be enrolled in the accelerated courses at the high school next year. Training relentlessly and working hard, Ellie can be found outside of class rowing in long shell boats with her teammates on the Northview Crew Team, performing jazz compositions on her tenor saxophone with the Jazz Band, and playing rhythmic music with the Percussion Ensemble. She was recently accepted into the Wind Ensemble and Jazz Band at the high school and looks forward to crafting music with incredibly talented sophomores, juniors and seniors. With a work ethic stronger than most, Ellie is a conscientious, well-rounded
Finally, it’s June 3rd. Laura is going to be graduating from Silas University today with her whole family present. With Carmilla still in Toronto, Laura couldn’t wait to see her girlfriend after not being around her for a month. School kept Laura busy, while Carmilla had to deal with work. They’ve had skype dates and Carmilla even managed to help Laura with some homework over the webcam. Finally, she gets to see her girlfriend face to face and she couldn’t be happier. Carmilla apologized most of the time for being busy, Laura felt the same since she had to work extra hard just to make sure she could graduate with honors. She is and she couldn't be happier.
As the Convocation ceremony drew to a close Hope chatted with the students seated around him. He soon rose to leave and glanced out the window at his new dorm, Hope College–coincidentally named but after an unrelated Hope family. Anxious to meet his new roommate, Hope left the chapel and headed in the direction of the dorm.
The Scholar (that lives in my mind): What is that woman saying!? Drop my AP classes so that I'll have more time for piano? Does she realize that piano isn't life? Or at least not my life? I've taken ten years of music, I think that's enough. I'd rather be spending my time becoming a more prolific writer. That's were my passion lies, not in music. Music is just romanticized math. It doesn't say anything deeper than its title. Not anything specific, at least.
She received her first typewriter as a teen and received ardent support from her parents over her choice of a career as she wrote through her high school and college time. She earned a scholarship to attend Syracuse University and graduated valedictorian in the year 1960. She then received her master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin in the year 1961. She took on teaching work at the University of Windsor in Canada. She and her husband went on to work as co-editors on the literary quarterly publication “The Ontario Review; she then later on took on a teaching position at Princeton University in the late 1970’s.
It’s late Friday night, Rachel has just finished grading papers. She leaves the school and heads for Phillies, knowing Jacob will meet her there she stops to give a homeless man some change. Little does she know, he has shed his dirty coat to reveal a beautiful suit and is wiping the grime off of his face. He wants that girl’s watch so bad he can taste it. She walks into the cafe and sits at an empty seat. The man waits a few minutes before placing a hat on his head, walking inside, and sitting as far away from the girl as possible. It’s just a matter of time.
Esther’s failure in her writing career is the first of many factors that send her into her depression. After Esther’s scholarship was over, she was sent back home to live with her mother. Now is when everything in her life is a vital step towards a career and her success in college. Esther applied for a major writing course that would help her do so, it would also be a major part of her future college career and a reason to not spent the summer at home with nothing to do. After she does not get accepted in the writ...
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In today’s competitive society, everything and anything that makes one different from the rest is what truly counts. In every aspect of life, especially here in this the leading first world country The United States of America, we are judged by our abilities and aptitudes. Whether it be a job interview, or college application: It’s what’s on paper that is seen first by those whom can allow us to pay our bills, follow our higher education dreams, or to just be civilized human beings here in this monopoly we call home. Whether or not this aspect is fair is far from our control… We must play the game that is given to us first, concur it by all means, and then we may change it to our perspective. It has been proven time and time again that music education is one of the most effective trivial mind builders, as well as a way to lower the hindrance to achieve a creative mind, and more importantly to better enjoy that of the past, and present, to better pave our future.
Right now, a buzz is going through the hall in which all the seniors are waiting and they look like bees swarming in the hall. It’s becoming hot and we’re all getting impatient. Amber is more composed and enjoying the good times in the present. She is standing there happy but sad to be dispersing from the rest of her classmates. Ann, the smartest one is having a little fun but not really. Her feelings are that of a person who realizes she’s going to miss what she had, but wanting to get the ceremony over with because it’s taking too long. Standing in that room we are together and enjoying one last real time capturing a picture with each other. Amber’s mom is so proud of her daughter that she keeps talking and smiling and trying to part of every MOMent. Amber is thinking to herself that she wishes her mom weren’t there but she’s ‘happy inside because someone is cooing over’ her. As Ann is standing beside Amber she keeps getting these expressions that say, she likes being with her friends but, ‘what is taking so long? Can’t we get out of these dang robes, yet?’