Post by Sasha di Angelico on Sept 1, 2006 10:35:40 GMT -5
Music Tutoring
Free Music Lessons for All Students, if Wanted. Any House, Any Age, All Welcome.
Lessons are free, and held on Thursday nights (after dinner) in the Spare Classroom (which is technically no longer spare), Fifth on the Left at the End of the Corridor, on the Third Floor.
Lessons last the whole term, just as a normal lessons will, but are not compulsory.
A very wide and interesting range of instruments will be covered. If you have any further questions, please look for me - I can be found in the Spare Classroom, or wandering round the castle.
I look forward to seeing pupils there,
Prof. Sasha di Angelico
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With the smallest of smiles, Sasha pushed himself away from the door, taking a step back to admire his handy-work. He was pleased with it, the eye catching title, the neat swirly handwriting, and the contents in general. Though, he thought, it wasn't enough just to pleased with how it looks, but if it worked or not. He'd been round the school that evening, pinning posters and fliers here and there, where ever he thought it would catch someone's eye, anyone's eye. Sasha glanced over the building that the door he'd just pinned a poster on belonged to. It seemed like a good place, he was tempted to go in, and he was dressed for it - he was always dressed for it - with tight black trousers, a crisp loose white cotton shirt, and a smart fitted red velvet jacket over the top. His blond curls were loose, his face untroubled and he generally looked quite good. but Sasha resisted temptation. Not tonight. Another night, maybe, or perhaps he might just go to the near-by Paris instead, as he was sure the nightlife there would be quite something. So, instead, he turned smartly, properly smiling now, clutching the last few fliers to his chest, and wandered off, wondering just what he might get up to in this place.
Free Music Lessons for All Students, if Wanted. Any House, Any Age, All Welcome.
Lessons are free, and held on Thursday nights (after dinner) in the Spare Classroom (which is technically no longer spare), Fifth on the Left at the End of the Corridor, on the Third Floor.
Lessons last the whole term, just as a normal lessons will, but are not compulsory.
A very wide and interesting range of instruments will be covered. If you have any further questions, please look for me - I can be found in the Spare Classroom, or wandering round the castle.
I look forward to seeing pupils there,
Prof. Sasha di Angelico
~
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With the smallest of smiles, Sasha pushed himself away from the door, taking a step back to admire his handy-work. He was pleased with it, the eye catching title, the neat swirly handwriting, and the contents in general. Though, he thought, it wasn't enough just to pleased with how it looks, but if it worked or not. He'd been round the school that evening, pinning posters and fliers here and there, where ever he thought it would catch someone's eye, anyone's eye. Sasha glanced over the building that the door he'd just pinned a poster on belonged to. It seemed like a good place, he was tempted to go in, and he was dressed for it - he was always dressed for it - with tight black trousers, a crisp loose white cotton shirt, and a smart fitted red velvet jacket over the top. His blond curls were loose, his face untroubled and he generally looked quite good. but Sasha resisted temptation. Not tonight. Another night, maybe, or perhaps he might just go to the near-by Paris instead, as he was sure the nightlife there would be quite something. So, instead, he turned smartly, properly smiling now, clutching the last few fliers to his chest, and wandered off, wondering just what he might get up to in this place.
