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Guitar, Period 4, Thursday
There was a large plate of tacos waiting by the door when the students came in. They were free to grab them, if they so chose.
"Buenos dias," El said. "Welcome to Guitar: The Musicians's soul. These days, I am known as El Mariachi. Often shortened to 'El'. You, however, may call me El Professor."
He cleared his throat and bowed his head ever so slightly. "I'm... rather afraid to say that I just recently got in from a research trip of this country's guitar playing and I have not had time to draw up a full syllabus on paper. In my mind, though," he said, tapping the side of his head with the hand with the brace on it, "I know exactly what we will be doing."
He took a few steps towards the class, his spurs and chains clinking with every one. "What we will be doing in this class is a complete, total, and in depth study of the guitar. Not just how to play it, but its history, where it came from, where it is going, its soul, the very core of its being. You may even choose to make a guitar of your own as a final project. But today, we will start with something simple. We will start with introductions. I want you to go around and tell me your name, your year, where you are from, what experience you have with guitars, and what you hope to get from this class."
"Buenos dias," El said. "Welcome to Guitar: The Musicians's soul. These days, I am known as El Mariachi. Often shortened to 'El'. You, however, may call me El Professor."
He cleared his throat and bowed his head ever so slightly. "I'm... rather afraid to say that I just recently got in from a research trip of this country's guitar playing and I have not had time to draw up a full syllabus on paper. In my mind, though," he said, tapping the side of his head with the hand with the brace on it, "I know exactly what we will be doing."
He took a few steps towards the class, his spurs and chains clinking with every one. "What we will be doing in this class is a complete, total, and in depth study of the guitar. Not just how to play it, but its history, where it came from, where it is going, its soul, the very core of its being. You may even choose to make a guitar of your own as a final project. But today, we will start with something simple. We will start with introductions. I want you to go around and tell me your name, your year, where you are from, what experience you have with guitars, and what you hope to get from this class."