September

It is September.

In September I make decisions, start new things.

In September I feel renewed and energized, full of ideas, ideals, wishes and wonders.

In September I believe that everything is possible this year, it's different, it'll be different, it will be.

In September I start again.

This year in September I make a poster. I like it. It has my wish for me on it: students that like working, listening, hearing, repeating. Students that are interested, curious willing to over come. It's all there...on my poster.

And then I wake up and have to hang the darn thing. And of course when I printed it (I decided on colour) the printer became very enthusiastic ... So not only do I have to hang it... I have to hang many of them.

Monday morning I sit, on my chair and think about hanging posters as I chat away and explain myself over and over to all who will listen about all my plans. 

Tuesday morning I shift and shuffle catching up on mail and paperwork, find a heap that really needs to go right here and now and the windows really need cleaning. 

Wednesday morning there is nothing else to do but go out and actively start looking for students. 

'Would it be okay to hang my poster? My music lesson poster? My poster for music lessons? Would it?'

I have made a list of places to hang them:

Schools

Library

Bookshops

Credit Union

Postoffice

Music Shop!

All other friendly places. 

Community College are the first and the only ones to decline my offer of a poster... At reception I am cautioned... and friendly but curtly denied. Competition or outside influences are not welcome, 'I am so sorry, so, so sorry...'

Sure...

I put their poster up in the Polish shop where I am even provided with the pins to hang my wish for motivated students. 

It feels odd having to hang myself like this around the town. But that is what September is like. 

In September I begin new things, start again, begin. 

In September I make decisions.

This September I decide to give more of the harps so their sound is shared with as many as possible. To help make this house, this town, this county, this land, this continent, this world a less tense, happier, place. 

It is September.