To Each His (or Her) Own
Restricted - Teachers-Only
Humph.
Had a rather interesting encounter yesterday. I habitually spend my free period on Monday afternoons in the staffroom, as the staff genreally gather there after lunch, and I simply stay on when the bell rings for the first afternoon class. As most other teachers have classes, or prefer to do other things during that time, I generally have the staffroom to myself, and spend the time reading the Daily Prophet or some of the other magazines and journals which the school subscribes to for the professors' use. I love having some time alone in there--there's a constant supply of hot tea, the chairs are very comfortable, and in those rare occasions that someone does wander through, it's nice to have a little chat with a colleague.
Yestarday, I hit upon the idea of using the computer in the staffroom to listen to music as I relaxed, and so brought a few CDs down with me to lunch. As expected, the staffroom cleared out just before classes began, and so I put my CDs on and quite happily listened to music as I read the Prophet. It was quite nice, really. I prefer to have music on most times of the day, particularly when I'm reading.
One of the CDs I brought down was the score to the film, "To Kill A Mockingbird". I simply wanted to listen to the first track, as it's so beautiful and relaxing; it happily reduces every muscle in my body to the consistency of a runny blancmange. So yesterday afternoon I put on the CD, leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes, feeling myself relax...
...And the door banged open. This naturally spoiled the mood, and I opened one eye to see who it was.
I'm not sure whether I was surprised to see Snape or not. Of all the people to walk in and spoil the moment, it would likely be him. However, he's kept himself sequestered in his dungeons much of the time for the last week or two, so it was somewhat odd to see him in the staffroom.
Either way, he shot a rather dirty look at the computer, made this exasperated little "humph" noise, and sat down at the opposite end of the room. Obviously he disapproved of my taste in music, or of any music being on. It could have been worse--TKAMB is a rather light, peaceful score. I could have been listening to U2, or for that matter, any of the music teenagers like these days.
I suppose I could have turned my music off--I likely would have if it was any other teacher, but decided instead to listen to a couple tracks before turning it off. Enough to say that I didn't care about his opinion, but not enough to really aggravate.
Anyway, he sweot out again after a few minutes, leaving me in peace once again. Odd, really, that he's been so scarce (and if rumour is true, a little more testy) lately. To each his own, I suppose. Actually, it has also occurred to me that it's rather odd he didn't actually *say* anything. Usually he would have some snarky comment at the ready.
Anyway, have made the decision that I definitely must make a habit of bringing some CDs with me when I head to the staffroom Monday afternoons. :-)
Now that I think of it, I'll have to add "To Kill A Mockingbird" to the list of movies I'd like to have on hand, if this idea of ever having a Muggle telly and video player in Hogwarts ever comes to fruition. After listening to the score and seeing that one of the students was reading it, I have an urge to see the film again (and Gregory Peck as Atticus Finch--so perfect for the role!). So beautifully done, and rather appropriate in these times. Though I may have to explain the historical background to the students. It is a thought, however.
Thinking about the comments I've made, I'll make this teachers-only. Again that fine line of expressing oneself but having to censor for the students. :-) I did briefly consider making it private, but then I doubt Professor Snape would bother to read my journal anyway. And making it private would disallow the other teachers from commenting, which spoils half the fun of this whole experiment.
[[OOC: Hope I'm not stepping on any toes. We're thinking of you, Ali!]]
Humph.
Had a rather interesting encounter yesterday. I habitually spend my free period on Monday afternoons in the staffroom, as the staff genreally gather there after lunch, and I simply stay on when the bell rings for the first afternoon class. As most other teachers have classes, or prefer to do other things during that time, I generally have the staffroom to myself, and spend the time reading the Daily Prophet or some of the other magazines and journals which the school subscribes to for the professors' use. I love having some time alone in there--there's a constant supply of hot tea, the chairs are very comfortable, and in those rare occasions that someone does wander through, it's nice to have a little chat with a colleague.
Yestarday, I hit upon the idea of using the computer in the staffroom to listen to music as I relaxed, and so brought a few CDs down with me to lunch. As expected, the staffroom cleared out just before classes began, and so I put my CDs on and quite happily listened to music as I read the Prophet. It was quite nice, really. I prefer to have music on most times of the day, particularly when I'm reading.
One of the CDs I brought down was the score to the film, "To Kill A Mockingbird". I simply wanted to listen to the first track, as it's so beautiful and relaxing; it happily reduces every muscle in my body to the consistency of a runny blancmange. So yesterday afternoon I put on the CD, leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes, feeling myself relax...
...And the door banged open. This naturally spoiled the mood, and I opened one eye to see who it was.
I'm not sure whether I was surprised to see Snape or not. Of all the people to walk in and spoil the moment, it would likely be him. However, he's kept himself sequestered in his dungeons much of the time for the last week or two, so it was somewhat odd to see him in the staffroom.
Either way, he shot a rather dirty look at the computer, made this exasperated little "humph" noise, and sat down at the opposite end of the room. Obviously he disapproved of my taste in music, or of any music being on. It could have been worse--TKAMB is a rather light, peaceful score. I could have been listening to U2, or for that matter, any of the music teenagers like these days.
I suppose I could have turned my music off--I likely would have if it was any other teacher, but decided instead to listen to a couple tracks before turning it off. Enough to say that I didn't care about his opinion, but not enough to really aggravate.
Anyway, he sweot out again after a few minutes, leaving me in peace once again. Odd, really, that he's been so scarce (and if rumour is true, a little more testy) lately. To each his own, I suppose. Actually, it has also occurred to me that it's rather odd he didn't actually *say* anything. Usually he would have some snarky comment at the ready.
Anyway, have made the decision that I definitely must make a habit of bringing some CDs with me when I head to the staffroom Monday afternoons. :-)
Now that I think of it, I'll have to add "To Kill A Mockingbird" to the list of movies I'd like to have on hand, if this idea of ever having a Muggle telly and video player in Hogwarts ever comes to fruition. After listening to the score and seeing that one of the students was reading it, I have an urge to see the film again (and Gregory Peck as Atticus Finch--so perfect for the role!). So beautifully done, and rather appropriate in these times. Though I may have to explain the historical background to the students. It is a thought, however.
Thinking about the comments I've made, I'll make this teachers-only. Again that fine line of expressing oneself but having to censor for the students. :-) I did briefly consider making it private, but then I doubt Professor Snape would bother to read my journal anyway. And making it private would disallow the other teachers from commenting, which spoils half the fun of this whole experiment.
[[OOC: Hope I'm not stepping on any toes. We're thinking of you, Ali!]]