New school, young teachers?

 “I think of all the education that I've missed, but then my homework was never quite like this. I've got it bad, got it bad, got it bad! I'm hot for teacher” Van Halen.

I found it odd that both of the classes I'm taking this semester are being taught by 30 something year old professors. This doesn't concern me that they may not have adequate knowledge and experience to properly educate. Nor do I doubt their ability to manage an authoritative position amongst adults. As far as first impressions go, I'll probably learn a lot from these two. It's really for my own sake that it's kinda weird.

I'm used to teachers in their late 40's to mid 60's and with a small amount of exceptions it has always been that way. Elementary through high school, I was closer to the age of my teacher's children or grandchildren then the teacher's themselves. The thought of us being into the same music, viewing similar events at similar life stages or being in the same social circles is foreign to me. There's also a real possibility that I know things they don't. Not just personal things but genuinely relevant knowledge. I feel like the dynamic may yield some interesting fruit, jury's still out as to weather that's a good or bad thing.

The final cherry on this sundae of new learning experience is that one of my professors (not you Professor Howell, sorry) is distractingly attractive! My only fear with that is the possibility of me pouring molten hot glass on myself if my eye's veer off course at the wrong time. Wish me luck at learning and not sustaining injury over the semester!

All the world's a musical

 "This is the tale of Mr. Johnson. Mr. Johnson is who. He is the subject of the sentence and what the predicate says Mr. Johnson must do." from School House Rock (slightly edited). I spent the vast amount of my life listening to music and applying it to random events that seem relevant at the time. In class, this gives me something to work with when I have no idea what to say. I was raised in a very musically focused family and it was normal for any or all people to being singing at any given moment. The comment "all the world's a musical" was often repeated when guests were over giving us confused or bewildered looks. Now as an adult, my roommates, coworkers and girlfriends have all had to hear this story as an explanation to this odd behavior.