An Odd Experience
In my choral tech. class the other day we were discussing changing voices in middle school choirs. Apparently when a male's voice changes, their vocal chords lengthen and thicken. Merely knowing that the class accepted this as fact would not suffice, my professor decided to drive the point home. She did this by having the guys stand in a line at the front of the class and consecutively sing up and down a scale. I know. It's not that embarassing. But, it gets worse. She then has the girls of the class judge, by our voices, how "long and thick" we are and place us in order. Of course, she was referring to our "vocal chords":
professor: "Ok, ladies, who's the thickest? And the longest?"
girls: "George, you should move down the line a little. Yeah, right there."
professor: "So, ladies, you think George is thicker than Jonathan? I think he's longer, myself."
(a single girl in the back begins to chuckle by this point)
professor: "Actually, I think John might be a little bit thicker."
me (and every other guy): (Are. you. serious?)
Bottom line: Choral people are strange. I'll stick with my trombone.
professor: "Ok, ladies, who's the thickest? And the longest?"
girls: "George, you should move down the line a little. Yeah, right there."
professor: "So, ladies, you think George is thicker than Jonathan? I think he's longer, myself."
(a single girl in the back begins to chuckle by this point)
professor: "Actually, I think John might be a little bit thicker."
me (and every other guy): (Are. you. serious?)
Bottom line: Choral people are strange. I'll stick with my trombone.