Abstract
“I WISH that I could say that every student I have loves music, and that each class is a wonderful, mutually shared experience. I wish I could say that in time I can win over all the ones who refuse to accept what I try to give. I wish I could say that through music I have made life easier and better for all my students. But since I am only a human being and since my pupils are only human beings, my wishes have not come true entirely.” With this statement, the author, a music teacher in the Baltimore, Maryland schools, movingly sets forth her ideals, her limitations and-most importantly -her identification with her students.
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