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 Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 5:58 pm
Music Theory Pre-test
Name:
Date:
Class and Period:
1: A trumpet tunes to what note?
2: From A to A# is a what?
3: The interval between F and B is called what?
4: How many half steps are in the interval of question 3?
5: In an F Major Chord, what is the fifth?
6: The E Major Scale has how many sharps in it?
7: In relation to the major scale, how many notes are lowered a half step in a minor scale?
8: What is at the bottom at the pyramid of sound? (Name three)
9: How many lines are in a staff? How many spaces?
10: Name a composer from the Romantic period of Music.
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Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 7:12 pm
------------>Art
Kazuma came running into the classroom, Miko's bright pink suitcase tucked under one arm, his messenger bag slung over his shoulder, and his guitarcase on his back. the run from one class to another had done wonders in regard of shaking off the drowsiness, and he was sure the jolt for being late had done it's part.
"Gomenesai, sensei... I don't know where my head was...." The boy bowed stiffly before taking a seat.
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Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 7:27 pm
Nagenami looked up. "Ah, yes Mr. Shimotsuma, I appologize for having to be so blunt and brutal, but that is school policy, no matter how much I disagree with it."
The sensei got up and moved over to where Kazuma had seated himself. He handed him a test, and spoke softly to him, as to not further disturb other students. "Please complete this test to the best of your ability. It is a pretest, and holds no baring upon your grade."
He then stood up and moved back to his desk.
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Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 7:39 pm
Kerian stared at the test. He didn't know any of the answers. He normally would have gotten number nine maybe even gotten ten if he were level headed, but all he could do was stare at the paper. Had it been rape? Or was it consensual since he went along willingly even if he changed his mind at the last moment? He hadn't even heard or seen Kazz enter the room he had been so lost in thought.
Finally he attempted at least two questions but was still unsure of whether he had gotten them right....he wouldn't be surprised if he didn't...
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Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 7:41 pm
Kazuma nodded. He held no ill will towards the teacher. The shock could have been much harsher, the punishment much more sever. Besides, it wasn't as though it was his first shock of the day. Pulling out a mechanical pencil he frowned down at the test set in front of him, lips twisted thoughtfully.
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Posted: Sun Jun 18, 2006 12:18 am
"He seems sad, poor kid" Kiria thought to herself as she looked at Angel again but quickly turned back to the paper again. "He knows youre looking at him from time to time. Thats plain rude" She said in her mind as her eyes rolled from question to question, her pen following her eyes almost as quickly.
Suddenly the door whent open and she saw the bow Kazuma walking in.
She watched him quickly sit down and her eyes whent back to the questions again...
"Let's see. The E Major Scale has how many sharps in it?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 2:50 pm
Kazz frowned as he scribbled in a few answers on the paper here and there. He really didn't know any of this stuff. He was self-taught, and he learned by playing by ear. Staffs? Notes? Trumpets? Kazuma played the guitar. He sighed as he looked up from the paper, his brain unable to focus.
As if of their own volition, Kazz's violet eyes landed on Keiran. His thick, dark brows drew tightly together. The kid looked even worse than he had the last time he'd seen him, in the auditorium that morning. Kazz bit his lower lip thoughtfully.... he'd really have to catch kei-chan before he ran off to michale after class.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 11:58 am
"Mr. Shimotsuma, I would appreciate 'your' answers instead of another student's. Please keep your attention on your own paper." It did not appear that Koroji had moved at all, that he was still paying attention to his desk and papers upon it, but his voice was certain. Perhaps he needed to speak with Mr. Shimotsuma after class.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 12:10 pm
Kiria just couldn't help but to feel sad for the boy next to her.
But she just couldn't ask him what was wrong. Who knows what he would do to her...
She heavilly shook her head to clear all those thoughts away.
"No preconvictions kiria" She said to herself as she looked back at the last question.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 3:10 pm
Keiran's ears perked when he heard the surname spoken. He lifted his head from his paper and his eyes scanned the room finally falling on Kazz. Kazz was here?! Ohno had he seen how horrible he had looked? Keiran was guessing by the way that the boy was looking at him that he had.
His head quickly lowered and his eyes flicked to the girl next to him. He could never cheat, he couldn't even fib, he was just looking at her because she seemed as quiet as him, and seemed to be somewhat preoccupied as well.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 6:32 pm
<---from hallways
Cyndir came running full-tilt into the room, tripping on the doorjamb as he entered, and went sprawling face-first on the floor. He felt his cheeks color at the ripple of muted laughter that swept the room, and he sullenly picked himself up, dusting off his clothes.
"Gomennasai, sensei. My watch didn't go off." he said, picking up his sketchbook. He considered himself lucky that he hadn't landed on his guitar. That had taken him months to save up for, working every hour he could spare between classes at various student jobs. He had been glad to quit them when he finally achieved his goal.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 7:36 pm
"Yes, Mr. Rothyk you are just in time. I was about to give you a second reminder. Please take your seat. And, Mr. Rothyk, the next time your late, please do not disrupt my class so when you finaly do arrive."
Koroji didn't like have to say things like that, but he had no choice. These kids were here for discipline, no leneancy, and he had been instructed to inflict discipline liberally. He just couldn't bring himself to do it as much as they wished.
Once the boy had seated himself, Koroji moved to him, leaning over his desk and whispering to him. "Mr. Rothyk, this is a pre-test, to analyze your current musical knowledge. Please complete it to the best of your ability. It will not be graded." He placed the piece of paper on the boy's desk and returned to his own. He took out his remote and shook his head as he typed in Nyas's number and gave her a more powerful jolt.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 8:11 pm
Cyndir ducked his head, as he took his place, his face a deep crimson, dual-colored eyes pinched close in embarassment. He pulled out a pencil and promptly went to work, refusing to look anywhere but at his paper.
"Gomennasai..." he said quietly.
He bit his lower lip to stop it from trembling, and fiddled with the small piecing in his ear. He really hadn't meant to be late...
He quite nearly snorted to himself. If only his old friends could see him now. Though he wondered, as he always had, if they had kept him around simply because his knowledge of combustible materials was useful. He sighed and tapped his pencil against the end of his nose as he forced himself to focus in the exam before him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 2:51 pm
When the bell rang it shocked Keiran out of his Daze and scribbling his name on the top of the paper he gathered up his books and put the test on the teachers desk. He glanced back to Kazz and he quickly looked away as the other looked at him. He made his way from the room quite fast, afraid that Kazz would start to ask questions...
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 8:52 am
Koroji got up, but frowned as he saw Keiran leave. He had not yet dismissed the class. "Alright everyone, please submit me your answers and you may go." He went and picked up Keiran's sheet and looked over it. He frowned. "Too bad."
He turned to Cyndir and Kazz. "Mr. Rothyk, Mr. Shimotsuma, if you would not mind coming to my office after this block, I would very much appreciate it. Please, don't be late. I won't hold you very long."
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