It’s not easy attending music classes, or any classes for that matter, at this age. It’s not about the ability to learn – no, I think my life experience helps me at this age. It’s more about my fellow students.
My grandmother pursued a degree when she was in her 50s and in one of her poems she wrote about how the young people would run to get best seats and get there ahead of her. The fact that she wrote a poem about it tells me this bothered her.
My music classes are online and we’re encouraged to participate in the Discussion Boards but it’s easy to feel ignored or argued with – whatever it is, it feels like I’m on a different planet than these kids. They don’t seem to get what I’m saying. And that’s not to mention those who are super active because they want the attention, the praise, and the identity as the “know-it-all.” Not all interactions are like this, of course, but in the online world, there are enough of them to never quite know what you’re going to get.
I’m puzzled by this reaction to me because I’ve never had this problem before. I attended night classes in my 40s while I worked during the day and was surrounded by my peers. And then I had a lot of success in the online world with my first blog. So, is it the internet, my age, or the change in the world in general?
If I were to create a character arc for my history of online expression and interaction with others, I would say it looks like this:
- Pre – 1992 – Shy and a bit represssed
- 1992 – 2002 – Coming out of my shell, starting to write
- 2003 – 2008 – Starting to post online, first blog, called opinionated and inspiring, quoted and linked to, active in the writing community, acquired agent, received invitations, building network/fan base
- 2009 – 2014 – Diminishing
- Present – Misundersood, Ignored, Disagreed with, Can’t understand a word I’m saying, From some other planet
My husband just fixed up a music studio for me and I plan to immerse myself in music and once I’m finished with this music certificate, I’ll be finished worrying about fitting in with kids. I thought that if I didn’t have kids, I wouldn’t have to put up with the eye-rolling “Oh, mom!” reaction. No, I just have to put up with it from other people’s kids – lol!
I recorded my version of this song and while it needs a lot of work, I was extremely excited playing it back on my iPhone set up with our TV speakers. This is my real dream! When I get something worth making public, I’ll let you know, even if it’s just for the thrill of having done it.
This may be my genre – it certainly has my attitude and true to the girl who drove that red ’63 Chevy. 🙂
Similar Features, Melissa Etheridge (thank you Uncle Steven)