Names

A fellow blogger posted her “names’ for her blog.  You know, her mother, daughters, some friends.  Their real names were anonymous.  I’ve decided to do the same.

Mr. Moose Man- Or, just plain ol’ Moose Man, depending on your disposition.  He was/is/always will be my writing teacher.  In other words, I still get his feedback, but I don’t actually go to class.  He’s a writer.  How he got the name “Moose Man” is a whole other blog post.

Tishmeister- Oh, where to begin.  Well, in the audition choir I’m in, ERT, as I’ll call it, she is the head honcho.  She volunteers there.  Wholeheartedly.  She handles so much that I literally cannot name them all.  Tour, office, dealing with parents, chaperoning, you name it, she’s involved in it. She’s the person everyone goes to.  There’s a joke that there can be fifty people standing in a room, but the choir director will ultimately call her name.  It’s a name I hear often.

Grecian Girl- I will tell the story behind her name.  We were in an opera together, and we were going around getting the cast to sign our programs.  Great fun!  One of the singers was from Greece.  Anyway, Grecian Girl approached him and asked for his autograph.  She knew he was from Greece, and asked him, “Do you speak Grecian?”  In case you didn’t catch that, she called it Grecian, not Greek.  That would be like someone asking me if I spoke American.  Anyway, he laughed- loudly and without reserve- and said, “Grecian?  Do I speak the people of Greece?”  She turned blood-red, and I won’t stop laughing about it.  I love GG.  She’s a very loyal friend, even when I’m just talking to hear my head rattle.

The other ones I have no name for- yet.

???- I really don’t have a name for her yet, but she’s Tishmeister’s oldest daughter.  And my friend.  She’s one of the most musical people I know.  She’s in ERT with me, and has a beautiful voice.  She keeps getting so many honors in flute that I’ve lost track.  She’s first chair in one or two of her bands, and is in the advanced band.  All I’m completely sure of is that she is a very talented young lady.  But wait, that’s not all!  She also plays the piano very well.  I get to be in a piano camp with her this summer, and I’m so excited.  It’s going to be amazing!  I’m working on a name....

???- All I know is that he’s my piano teacher, and a wonderful one at that.  He’s so inspiring.  I’m jealous of how fast he play trills.  Twice as fast as I can.  He is too nice; he’s not mean enough to tell me to practice more often.  Though that has not been a problem lately, in the past, he has patiently endured lesson after lesson with no improvement, because I did not practice.  I apologize for my past laziness and hope that someone knocks me in the head next time I do something like that.

???- The choir director of ERT.  I’ve known her since I was 7ish.  I’ve probably spent a full year of my life with her. She’s a wonderful choir director; just the right mix of fun and seriousness.  Those who don’t know her very well would probably call her stern.  She is strict to a point of maintaining the choir’s professionalism.  She’s very fun, just in her own way.  You may not get her humor; I do, so don’t judge when I laugh.  It’s not a pity laugh, it’s an honest-to-goodness laugh.

???- She’s my mom.  Pianist, cow-milker, housekeeper, chauffeur, and so many more things that it’s another blog post for another time.

???- Mi papa.  That’s several blog posts.

???- My little sister. 


There are many others, but these are the ones I’m likely to refer to.  I’ll be coming up with names.