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Heiyo Death School!
No picture this week, but I'm updating at least.
The commute's a real pain, lemmie tell ya. I've got to get the 6:12 bus out of here to arrive at 7:36 at Port Authority, then get the train to Columbus Circle and then walk to 54th street then down three long city blocks to the building. If I miss that 6:12 bus... well, I'm trying to not think about that. The school is suuuuuper strict about attendance and being on time. Of course. The whole thing is kinda like a show. There's makeup and props and there's the director, there's the audience and the producers (surviving family), and everyone is moved by the performance and there's refreshments after and damnit, you'd better be ready to go on at curtain call.
Classes so far
Anatomy I
We've got a graduate teaching us =/ I mean, it's fine, but teaching's a real performance art if you want to make it stick. So far, the class is antsy, so we're buzzing around each other comparing notes and forming study plans, 'cause half the time, we could not hear/understand her.
I'm really glad I started studying this stuff back in the summer (HA, and they said I was being paranoid!) and I'm really, really glad I bought all those study aids, like the skull and the anatomy coloring book and the model skeleton and all that. Oh, and I'm extra super really glad I took Latin. This is a science course, but I'm using an English Major's hack for it.
Microbiology
Our teacher seems quite severe, but she's hella organized and easy to listen to and approach. Everyone just calls her "Doctor D".
Professional Ethics
This ought to be interesting once we get past the flat definitions and start talking.
History of Funeral Service
We're getting a new teacher next week so who knows?
Psychology of Funeral Service
A priest is our teacher for this :3 He's lots of fun, too, really explains everything. Psych classes are always fun, but he's starting the class off with definitions, understandably. I haven't spoken up and I don't want to because I don't want to be that guy. You know the one, "Pardon me, Faahther, but having beeeeen to college and having obtaaaaained my B.A in psychology, I do believe the matter is more complex than thaa-haat." That guy. Yuck. I just kept reminding myself that "yes, that's a super simplified way of saying it, but we don't have a lot of time to get through it all."
By Friday, everyone had forgotten his name, and was referring to him as "Father Funny".
Funeral Home Directing
In which we will learn about the different types of funerals, for one thing. We're going to be starting with Jewish funerals.
Principles of Embalming I
Our Anatomy teacher had us all freaked out about this guy for nothing. She was telling us how strict and severe he was, how he would put us through Hell, how he'll lock us out of the classroom and mark us absent if we weren't in the classroom after the five minute break we have between hour one and two of embalming.
Turns out that he's not at all bad. He's strict, but in the extremely reasonable sense.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
androgyneninja , you know who he reminds me of? Bobby. Seriously, the build, the accent, the hilarious stories, the confident stride. Teacher's just a bit taller. In fact, he's a hell of a lot like Bobby... which might be awkward, so I'm not going to think about it.
For me, this is my most important teacher and important class because I do not intend to run my own funeral home. I want to be an embalmer, and he's going to teach me how to do it.
"I will teach you the science of embalming. I cannot teach you the art of embalming."
"There are two types of people working on bodies. There are embalmers... and there are fluid pushers. I don't employ fluid pushers."
"At the end of your time here, some of you will be inducted into the funeral director's honors society. My father passed this course by one point. One. Point. Today he owns five funeral homes. You're gonna be fine. We grade you so we can see where we need to go back and help you. That's all. It's not an indication of how well you'll do after."
So lucky to have him as my teacher.
Tomorrow's my first Business Law class and then Small Business Management class. Might be fun; doesn't matter if it isn't though because it's necessary.
They say this program will become our lives for the next year, which makes sense since the course ends on December 17th. They said to say good-bye to our social lives, but I think that only applies to people who have them. Offline, I mean. That's the nice thing about having mostly online friends- I can at least update my LJ about my adventures in the city. Gonna update my Deadjournal, too. Oh yeah, did I mention I got one'a those?
Who wants pictures from my embalming book?! :DDD
No picture this week, but I'm updating at least.
The commute's a real pain, lemmie tell ya. I've got to get the 6:12 bus out of here to arrive at 7:36 at Port Authority, then get the train to Columbus Circle and then walk to 54th street then down three long city blocks to the building. If I miss that 6:12 bus... well, I'm trying to not think about that. The school is suuuuuper strict about attendance and being on time. Of course. The whole thing is kinda like a show. There's makeup and props and there's the director, there's the audience and the producers (surviving family), and everyone is moved by the performance and there's refreshments after and damnit, you'd better be ready to go on at curtain call.
Classes so far
Anatomy I
We've got a graduate teaching us =/ I mean, it's fine, but teaching's a real performance art if you want to make it stick. So far, the class is antsy, so we're buzzing around each other comparing notes and forming study plans, 'cause half the time, we could not hear/understand her.
I'm really glad I started studying this stuff back in the summer (HA, and they said I was being paranoid!) and I'm really, really glad I bought all those study aids, like the skull and the anatomy coloring book and the model skeleton and all that. Oh, and I'm extra super really glad I took Latin. This is a science course, but I'm using an English Major's hack for it.
Microbiology
Our teacher seems quite severe, but she's hella organized and easy to listen to and approach. Everyone just calls her "Doctor D".
Professional Ethics
This ought to be interesting once we get past the flat definitions and start talking.
History of Funeral Service
We're getting a new teacher next week so who knows?
Psychology of Funeral Service
A priest is our teacher for this :3 He's lots of fun, too, really explains everything. Psych classes are always fun, but he's starting the class off with definitions, understandably. I haven't spoken up and I don't want to because I don't want to be that guy. You know the one, "Pardon me, Faahther, but having beeeeen to college and having obtaaaaained my B.A in psychology, I do believe the matter is more complex than thaa-haat." That guy. Yuck. I just kept reminding myself that "yes, that's a super simplified way of saying it, but we don't have a lot of time to get through it all."
By Friday, everyone had forgotten his name, and was referring to him as "Father Funny".
Funeral Home Directing
In which we will learn about the different types of funerals, for one thing. We're going to be starting with Jewish funerals.
Principles of Embalming I
Our Anatomy teacher had us all freaked out about this guy for nothing. She was telling us how strict and severe he was, how he would put us through Hell, how he'll lock us out of the classroom and mark us absent if we weren't in the classroom after the five minute break we have between hour one and two of embalming.
Turns out that he's not at all bad. He's strict, but in the extremely reasonable sense.
androgyneninja , you know who he reminds me of? Bobby. Seriously, the build, the accent, the hilarious stories, the confident stride. Teacher's just a bit taller. In fact, he's a hell of a lot like Bobby... which might be awkward, so I'm not going to think about it.For me, this is my most important teacher and important class because I do not intend to run my own funeral home. I want to be an embalmer, and he's going to teach me how to do it.
"I will teach you the science of embalming. I cannot teach you the art of embalming."
"There are two types of people working on bodies. There are embalmers... and there are fluid pushers. I don't employ fluid pushers."
"At the end of your time here, some of you will be inducted into the funeral director's honors society. My father passed this course by one point. One. Point. Today he owns five funeral homes. You're gonna be fine. We grade you so we can see where we need to go back and help you. That's all. It's not an indication of how well you'll do after."
So lucky to have him as my teacher.
Tomorrow's my first Business Law class and then Small Business Management class. Might be fun; doesn't matter if it isn't though because it's necessary.
They say this program will become our lives for the next year, which makes sense since the course ends on December 17th. They said to say good-bye to our social lives, but I think that only applies to people who have them. Offline, I mean. That's the nice thing about having mostly online friends- I can at least update my LJ about my adventures in the city. Gonna update my Deadjournal, too. Oh yeah, did I mention I got one'a those?