When I was 11 and in my last year of junior school we had a small group of girls (about 3 or 4) who were real "teacher's pets" and got picked for everything! If there was anything to be done, whether it be a solo or a duet, a presentation, a speech, any sort of performance they would be chosen. They were'nt even particular good, its just that the teacher never bothered listening to anyone else. She had her little favourites and stuck with them.
Imagine this teacher's horror, therefore, when a Music Student who was studying for her teacher training qualification came to our school to work with a group of children as part of her training. She taught us a few songs she'd composed and we sang them in the school assembly.
A few weeks later she came back to the school - as part of her final exams, she had to put on a short performance with a group of children from her designated school using music that she'd composed. She needed a vocal soloist - in fact she needed 3. And, because she knew nothing of the politics of the school, instead of picking teacher's little faves (who had their faces all in shape for yet another star-role), she just picked the kids she thought had the best voices.
One of which was me. A rank outsider who never got picked for anything because the teacher wasn't interested enough in me. No one had even bothered to hear me sing to check if I had a decent voice or not because I wasn't a favourite. But this music student had spotted it.
The teacher even went to the music student and QUERIED her choice of me as a soloist and asked her WHETHER SHE WOULDN'T PREFER ONE OF HER LITTLE FAVOURITES! (THE CHEEK!). No the student was firmly decided, she wanted me.
So the teacher had to put up with it. She had her revenge though. She persuaded (or rather bullied) the music student in to letting two of her little faves accompany me in my solo by playing guitar and singing the chorus along with me. Of course, I sang with all my might to drown them out, heheh. . .
Yes this was waaaaay back in 1983. but it goes to show two things:
1) Nothing changes
2) Teachers treating children like that can have a profound effect on that child's confidence for the rest of their life! It has stayed with me for a long time. And now as I struggle through my singing exams and trusting Katyjay that I REALLY WILL be able to sing well one day, I can't help hearing that teacher's voice in my head:
"Are you SURE you want her?" . . .