In My Home:
Growing up in a family of five, with a large and rambunctious dog- I would say I come from what I consider to be a loud home. My parents have generally loud voices, my sister and I always watched movies while doing homework, and my other sister was musician and opera singer. Additionally, the piano my father refinished for her turned out to be the loudest upright grand piano we had ever heard. It had a very full and beautiful sound, but if she kept the windows open I could hear her practicing halfway down the block.
I was never aware of the general volume in my home until my older sisters went to college and our dog passed away. The house was a much quieter and calmer place, which my mother and I interpreted as simply “too quiet.” My father was adamant about not getting another dog, but less than five months later we brought Marley home from the shelter. The sound of his collar tags filling up the house was one of the most comforting sounds to all three of us. The quietness of our home was equated with loss and sadness. Even today, over 15 years later, we still talk about "The Quiet Period" as if it was some dark period in my family history.
In The Classroom:
I really appreciate your observations about sound, both in the classroom and in your home life. I think that sound really does shape a space in ways that visual aspects cannot. What is especially interesting to me is how sound or lack thereof can have very different, even opposing connotations depending on the person and the place. Silence can be welcome, but it can also be empty. As a teacher, being mindful about the types of sound you use and encourage in the classroom could have a very big impact on student's learning experience.
ReplyDelete