Tuesday, January 6, 2009

My Dad is 83 Today

I just got through calling dad.

He lives with mom in Morgan Hill. His birthday makes him 83. He is lucid and doing all kinds of things.

My sister Kelly, brought him a chocolate cake. When he was in the navy, his mother would make him a cake, and at his request, send him each of the four corners of a square chocolate cake... So I asked him if he got the four corners. He said that alas the cake was round. His idea tonight was to give everyone a small slice and he would be able to nibble on it for a longer period of time.

He went to the heart doctor today and all of his tests were great. He is happy that their is a pill for cholesterol. He claims that is what is giving him good numbers.

Today I went back to school. The students were there to get some instruction. I had Pao explain his Rose Bowl parade experience. They also performed in Disneyland. He got to meet a lot of students from other bands across the country and around the world. He was given two pins from Golden Valley to trade to others to get some of their pins. One student documented in the paper, traded for a grass skirt off a band member from Hawaii. Pao traded for one other pin from another band.

While they were down there they got a chance to go to the Snoopy Land and Universal Studios. They had a great time.

Some of my students got some very nice things for Christmas, but overall I would judge that the economy has become kind of a scrooge for presents.

This week we are starting to learn the vocabulary of entertainment.

Artists, directors, distribution, production, actors/actresses. choreographers, and scripts. Most of my students don't have any of these words at their disposal.

Have a good one.

: ) Pat

1 comment:

Kellyann Brown said...

2/3 of my students went to the snow, but I could see that presents were a little tight this year. The middle school kiddos aren't bragging about the nintendo system they got, but my kingpin (the student who sets the tone for everybody) had a parent who is waiting for a major piece of real estate to sell. He convinced his son that they were JW, and didn't give presents at Christmas.