Wednesday, May 23, 2012

CMRC Day 3 "You are the Music in Me!"


We started bright and early this morning with Jeanette, the volunteer coordinator.  She went over basic health information and gave us our classroom assignments for the week.  She told me that I am going to be working with the music teacher, Bonnie, and her various classes for the duration of our stay.  We then got a tour of the administration building and the cafeteria where we will be eating breakfast and dinner.  From there it was off to a meeting with the principal, Bill.
From the moment Bill walked into the room, I could tell that he was not only passionate about his school, but that he was also an integral of the facility operations.  He explained that Crotched Mountain was a multifaceted complex that served as a school, rehabilitation center, and residence for mental, physically, and emotionally disabled adults and children.  In the school section, there were 88 students ages eight to 21.  He explained that the student population was extremely diverse.  Some students, like those with cerebral palsy, needed constant care because of their physically debilitating illnesses.  Others, such as a couple students from New York City, were there because their emotional and behavioral disturbances made it impossible for them to succeed in a normal school setting.  I had lots of questions for him, especially pertaining to the rationale behind sending a student to a remote boarding school with little to no outside interaction.  Personally, I could not imagine my sister living hours away.  He explained that Crotched Mountain might not be the ideal place for everyone.  However, for many of the students it was a last resort.  For some it was a haven where they could be the center of attention, instead of an afterthought.
Jeanette then escorted us to our respective classrooms.  On the first floor, in the vocational-tech wing was the music classroom.  A variety of adaptive music and dance classes are taught by Bonnie Arpin.  The first class of the day was Performing Arts.  We started by sitting in a circle and telling a story using bongo drums.  It was a lot of fun!  Then the class worked on their songs for graduation.  I was so excited to learn sign language for the High School Musical 2 song, “You are the Music in Me.”  I am sure that this will end up being one of my favorite parts of the trip!
After lunch, Bonnie and I were off to the gym to lead an adaptive dance class.  We danced to “Surfin’ Safari.”  Bonnie told me later that the dance we did was choreographed by the students.  That afternoon, Bonnie didn’t have any more classes so she had me start working on floral arrangements for the upcoming awards ceremony.  I worked on making paper rainbows to put in each arrangement.
After school was out, the group reunited and went over to the rehabilitation center.  Jeanette introduced us to two adult clients who were at Crotched Mountain because they were on ventilators and needed help performing daily functions.  We spent a few minutes chatting with them before we ended for the day and went to explore Crotched Mountain a little.  The scenery here is spectacular! It’s like being at summer camp.  We found a beautiful lake at the bottom of the mountain, where we took pictures before dinner.
At dinner we started the process of sharing our daily experiences.  We each went in a circle and shared our high’s and low’s for the day.  We spent the rest of the evening relaxing in the dorms where we were staying.  Overall, it was a really great first day!
High:  Learning the sign language for “You are the Music in Me.”  It was almost tear-jerking seeing a room full of normally non-verbal students light up and sign to one of their favorite songs.
Low:  Because each member of our group is a separate classroom, we don’t get to see each other much.  Also, in the vocational-tech wing, I don’t get to see much of the rest of the school.
P.S. Though the administration building has guest Wi-Fi, it won’t load the blog site.  I will be posting all of these blogs once I return home.

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