Tales from an untrained music teacher

There’s something about chaos that makes you let go. You don’t have to try. Any control lingering around in your system has got to pop out or it strengthens like a sinew. I’ve never seen anything like it: the first day of public elementary school. From the inside. From the outside, it looks like a normal scene — adults, children, backpacks, untied shoes. But from the inside? A motley crew mixed with imminence, precedence, and chaos like I’ve never seen before. And sure, while we’re at it, let’s throw a fire drill in there. A 2nd grader thought that the appropriate sound for the lyrics “Good…