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My bat mitzvah student (all together now, chaps) is so amazing. Last week we learned zakef gadol (a very short tune) - we sang it maybe three or four times right at the end. A week later, she needed to hear it sung only twice before she could do it with no trouble at all. Then we looked at a new section; she sang it once through without the words, and then did it with the words, not hesitating, getting all the words right, and all the music right - this kid is hot stuff.
I'd bought her a purple highlighter, cos we use a different colour highlighter each week, and we'd run out of colours. She liked :) And at the beginning of the lesson, she said, ever so seriously, "I think we should take some time today to discuss my summer assignments." I mean gosh. I'd come armed with summer assignments, but to ask for them and make sure we leave time at the end to talk about them properly? That's a little scary in one so young. Notwithstanding the scary keen-ness, she's so very lovely to teach. She has an instinct for getting things right.
I also spent three hours waiting at the doctor's. It's a funny contrast between private medicine in the UK and the US. In the UK, if you go to an NHS doctor, you are, as it were, at the bottom of the food chain, and they think nothing of making you wait two or three hours. But if you go to a private doctor, I'm reliably informed, you're seen promptly and hardly have to wait at all. But in the US, although all the medicine is private, since you can only go to the places permitted by your insurance, and since you can't choose your insurance, you have to take what your employer offers (if you don't have an employer, you're up shit creek, basically). Thus you're at the bottom of the food chain again, and get to wait hours to be seen - just like the NHS, but more expensive.
Oh, and a while ago I delivered a ketubah and then had a horrid hunch that I'd left a mistake in it - so I asked its owner to bring it to her office in downtown Manhattan, and I went down there today and discovered that I hadn't left a mistake in it, so that made me very happy. And I got some cheques, for various things.
I'd bought her a purple highlighter, cos we use a different colour highlighter each week, and we'd run out of colours. She liked :) And at the beginning of the lesson, she said, ever so seriously, "I think we should take some time today to discuss my summer assignments." I mean gosh. I'd come armed with summer assignments, but to ask for them and make sure we leave time at the end to talk about them properly? That's a little scary in one so young. Notwithstanding the scary keen-ness, she's so very lovely to teach. She has an instinct for getting things right.
I also spent three hours waiting at the doctor's. It's a funny contrast between private medicine in the UK and the US. In the UK, if you go to an NHS doctor, you are, as it were, at the bottom of the food chain, and they think nothing of making you wait two or three hours. But if you go to a private doctor, I'm reliably informed, you're seen promptly and hardly have to wait at all. But in the US, although all the medicine is private, since you can only go to the places permitted by your insurance, and since you can't choose your insurance, you have to take what your employer offers (if you don't have an employer, you're up shit creek, basically). Thus you're at the bottom of the food chain again, and get to wait hours to be seen - just like the NHS, but more expensive.
Oh, and a while ago I delivered a ketubah and then had a horrid hunch that I'd left a mistake in it - so I asked its owner to bring it to her office in downtown Manhattan, and I went down there today and discovered that I hadn't left a mistake in it, so that made me very happy. And I got some cheques, for various things.