Woke to another beautiful pale pink frosty clear morning... so perfect to look at but rather nippy to experience for real...
Breakfast
I'm back on ferrous sulphate (iron) pills which takes some thinking about. 'Take one tablet twice a day with food. Take one hour before, or two hours eating eggs, wholegrains, milk, or calcium supplements' say the destructions (yes, we always call any instructions 'destructions', reasons lost in the mists of time).
My preferred breakfast us whole grain cereal with hot milk. Or wholemeal toast. Huh.
Plus I take a calcium supplement twice a day. Huh again.
So I'm now having a small slice of boring brown toast, a small non-milky coffee and an iron tablet as a first breakfast.
I had a slight difficulty with my toast this morning;
That ink sure is black! And spreads so very, very fast! BB leapt to my rescue and between us we managed to keep the ink to just the top of my small table, and he did a magnificent job of mopping it up.
And then I put the ink away and carried on with a pencil. Much safer.
Music
Well, musics, really.
One thing led to another...
With so much 'black' featuring in today I thought of the folk song 'Black is the colour of my true love's hair'.
I did not expect to find this 1964 recording... it is fascinatingly different.
I had come across Cathy Berberian before in primary school music teaching. One of the units for year 5/6 was on graphic scores, ie scores using alternatives to traditional music notation. It featured an extract from 'Stripsody', compised and performed by Cathy Berberian. You needed to have your wits about you to survive this lesson as a teacher, but if all went well it was a brilliant unit.
The sniggering started with the title, 'Stripsody', an amalgam of 'cartoon strips' and 'rhapsody'. Once that was under control, you could issue handouts of the graphic score. I used to agree a pact with the children that I would play the extract twice; could they get the laughter over and done with on the first hearing, and then try and control themselves and concentrate at the second hearing. That usually worked.
We then went on to create individual, and group 'Stripsody' style compositions, starting with one word, written as it was to be sounded. This was always popular, (and also entertaining and inclusive. I would circle round and help, and suggest to shy children that they could write, and make, a tiny sound, or even hold up a blank piece of paper and contribute a silent space to the composition. It's remarkable how expressively the children could use their voice.
The Smothers Brothers did a variant - black is the colour of my love’s true hair.
ReplyDeleteThis I need to investigate!
DeleteYour second breakfast looks very good, and a decorative way to serve the tablets :) It sounds interesting with the Art project!
ReplyDeleteI think the art course is going to be very enjoyable!
DeleteInk has a habit of doing that. Pencil definitely safer!
ReplyDeleteIt's been a 'spillikins' sort of day, one way and another!
DeleteIt sounds like taking iron pills demands quite the organizing!! Sorry about your toast. I still use that trick of waving the door back and forth to air a room. The smoke alarm near the kitchen is SO loud.
ReplyDeleteI was hoping to be given the other sort of iron pills that don't mind what you eat. Ah well.
DeleteI was glad our smoke alarm DIDN'T go off!
Toast is my favourite meal, 'cos...easy to make, quick to make and easy to eat, my preferred topping is butter and marmalade!
ReplyDeleteI'm with you nearly all the way ,but my favourite is apricot jam.
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