{"id":904,"date":"2011-06-12T16:21:43","date_gmt":"2011-06-12T20:21:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/?page_id=904"},"modified":"2025-02-26T15:05:01","modified_gmt":"2025-02-26T20:05:01","slug":"chapter-35-student-teaching","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/?page_id=904","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 35: Student Teaching and Romantic Crossroads"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3>A New Routine<\/h3>\n<p><strong>Spring semester 1988 ushered in a completely different academic pace.\u00a0<\/strong>We fourth-year Music Ed majors attended two weeks of intensive practicum-oriented prep courses prior to our departure into the field to fulfill our student teaching requirements.<\/p>\n<p><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/musicnotes-tiny.gif\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-9464 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/musicnotes-tiny.gif\" alt=\"musicnotes-tiny\" width=\"50\" height=\"61\" \/><\/a>&#8220;Be Still My Beating Heart&#8221; by Sting<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a id=\"mbmaplayer_1375884321393\" class=\"{skin:'black', animate:false, width:'120', volume:0.2, autoplay:false, loop:false, showVolumeLevel:true, showTime:true, showRew:true, downloadable:false, downloadablesecurity:false, id3: false}\" href=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/Sting-Be-Still-My-Beating-Heart.mp3\">Sting &#8211; Be Still My Beating Heart<\/a><textarea class=\"map_params\" style=\"display: block; padding: 3px; background: #444; color: #fff; text-decoration: none;\" disabled=\"disabled\">map :: {skin:&#8217;black&#8217;, animate:false, width:&#8217;120&#8242;, volume:0.2, autoplay:false, loop:false, showVolumeLevel:true, showTime:true, showRew:true, downloadable:false, downloadablesecurity:false, id3: false}<\/textarea><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_2279\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2279\" style=\"width: 335px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-2279\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/john-myroom-pierpont-227x300.jpg\" alt=\"John in my room at Pierpont\" width=\"335\" height=\"442\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/john-myroom-pierpont-227x300.jpg 227w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/john-myroom-pierpont.jpg 500w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 335px) 100vw, 335px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-2279\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">John in my room at Pierpont<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>I had requested placement with the older sister of a fellow music student, as she taught right in town and specialized in strings and general music.\u00a0It was the perfect fit for my training.\u00a0That meant I didn\u2019t have to move, as most of my fellow student teachers did. I stayed right in my room at Pierpont, for which I was extremely grateful.<\/p>\n<p>I started this fresh chapter with new notebooks, a spiffed-up wardrobe and a can-do attitude, after arranging meeting Arlene, my \u201cdirecting teacher\u201d at the Shoney\u2019s restaurant to discuss the upcoming challenges.<\/p>\n<p>The first couple of weeks, I observed all her classes: Elementary strings (private lessons and beginner\u2019s orchestra), junior high general music and choir at Suncrest. This also included intermediate orchestra (ninth grade counts as high school, thus technically exempting me from grades 10-12 during my training).<\/p>\n<p>I began to slowly assume teaching responsibilities from Arlene.\u00a0I had some good ideas, one time creating a simple percussion ensemble using real instruments and handing out basic written patterns for the kids to play.<\/p>\n<p>I swallowed back my newbie anguish and directed the choir, as well as the orchestra.\u00a0I knew professional competence was necessary (and my performance was being critiqued).<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_6771\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-6771\" style=\"width: 335px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-6771\" title=\"&quot;Who Framed Roger Rabbit&quot;\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/jessica-rabbit-600x388.jpg\" alt=\"&quot;Who Framed Roger Rabbit&quot;\" width=\"335\" height=\"217\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/jessica-rabbit-600x388.jpg 600w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/jessica-rabbit-300x194.jpg 300w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/jessica-rabbit.jpg 1200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 335px) 100vw, 335px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-6771\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">&#8220;I&#8217;m not bad &#8230; I&#8217;m just drawn that way.&#8221;\u2014Jessica Rabbit<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>My day began with General Music class at Suncrest, for which I created \u201cdittos\u201d of exercises and quizzes, and visual displays. I took over most of the elementary private lessons on violin, viola, cello and bass, as well as many rehearsals at North Elementary, earlier than I should have.<\/p>\n<p>Arlene would often be gone for the entire day for various personal reasons (flu and jury duty)\u2014this no doubt also coincided with planning her wedding for the following summer. This was premature for my experience, but I boldly did the best I could. There was a substitute called in a couple of times, who provided piano accompaniment in class.<\/p>\n<p>John got stuck with an oddball roommate that semester when his roommate Don moved out. This character, Roman, was almost nomadic as he came with barely the clothes on his back, and slept on the floor of his room.\u00a0With a hangdog appearance, he chain-smoked in the apartment, used onions EVERY time he turned on the stove, and drove a Chevy Monza that had long ago seen better days.<\/p>\n<p>One time, he just disappeared. That was the day the Morgantown Police came to the door with a warrant for the guy\u2019s arrest. Whatever this clown was selling, John wanted no part of it.<\/p>\n<p><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/musicnotes-tiny.gif\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-9464 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/musicnotes-tiny.gif\" alt=\"musicnotes-tiny\" width=\"50\" height=\"61\" \/><\/a>&#8220;Kissing A Fool&#8221; by George Michael<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a id=\"mbmaplayer_1375884351307\" class=\"{skin:'black', animate:false, width:'120', volume:0.2, autoplay:false, loop:false, showVolumeLevel:true, showTime:true, showRew:true, downloadable:false, downloadablesecurity:false, id3: false}\" href=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/George-Michael-Kissing-A-Fool1.mp3\">George Michael &#8211; Kissing A Fool<\/a><textarea class=\"map_params\" style=\"display: block; padding: 3px; background: #444; color: #fff; text-decoration: none;\" disabled=\"disabled\">map :: {skin:&#8217;black&#8217;, animate:false, width:&#8217;120&#8242;, volume:0.2, autoplay:false, loop:false, showVolumeLevel:true, showTime:true, showRew:true, downloadable:false, downloadablesecurity:false, id3: false}<\/textarea><\/p>\n<p>For the first time, John and I had different spring breaks. His came before mine (as I now followed the local school system\u2019s calendar, not the University\u2019s). John was flown down to visit his parents\u2019 villa in Lehigh Acres, Florida one Friday.<\/p>\n<p>I remained behind, my heart aching with a haunting emptiness. One of my elementary students, Nicholas asked, his innocent eyes peering up into mine, &#8220;What&#8217;s wrong? Why are you sad?&#8221;\u00a0I replied that Miss Lori just wasn&#8217;t feeling very well today and quickly geared things back toward the lesson.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_6774\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-6774\" style=\"width: 335px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-6774\" title=\"&quot;Read my lips: no new taxes&quot; \" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/bushquayle88-300x207.gif\" alt=\"&quot;Read my lips: no new taxes&quot; \" width=\"335\" height=\"232\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/bushquayle88-300x207.gif 300w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/bushquayle88.gif 324w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 335px) 100vw, 335px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-6774\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">&#8220;Read my lips: no new taxes&#8221;<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>That weekend, I overdid it a bit on the liquid refreshment, mixing beer with a couple of Mudslides.\u00a0Not surprisingly, the next day found me in bed, sick in more ways than one.<\/p>\n<p>Better on Sunday, I put together a cassette tape of special songs and words from the heart titled \u201cLove from the North.\u201d\u00a0I mailed it first thing the next day, and he received it Wednesday. He called that night to tell me how much he appreciated it.<\/p>\n<p>That week I slogged through my student teaching responsibilities with trepidation, missing John but feeling stronger with each day that he was soon coming back. I went with Bosche and Christy up to Pittsburgh Airport to meet John\u2019s flight on Sunday. Our reunion was awash in emotion and we clung in the backseat all the way back to Morgantown.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_5508\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-5508\" style=\"width: 780px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-5508 size-full\" title=\"WVU Tailgate Blanket from hancockfabrics.com\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/wv-tailgate-poster.jpg\" alt=\"WVU Tailgate Blanket hancockfabrics.com\" width=\"780\" height=\"593\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/wv-tailgate-poster.jpg 780w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/wv-tailgate-poster-300x228.jpg 300w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/wv-tailgate-poster-600x456.jpg 600w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 767px) 89vw, (max-width: 1000px) 54vw, (max-width: 1071px) 543px, 580px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-5508\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">This page desperately needs a spot of cheer so here is a WVU Tailgating design (credit unknown). But anyway, read on&#8230;<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Two weeks later, at the end of March, I went home to New Jersey for my break as John attended his classes.\u00a0I used that time to establish contact with local school districts to drum up some interest for post-graduation employment.<\/p>\n<p>I spoke to John a couple of times, and he told me he was going to a retreat with <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Lutheran_Student_Movement_-_USA\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">MALSM<\/a> in Baltimore the weekend I would come back from my break.\u00a0There, he met a student at Muhlenberg College named Susan. This was the first real test of his feelings for me, and he took a liking to her.<\/p>\n<h3>A Crossroads<\/h3>\n<p>John returned from that weekend troubled and distant. I was confused by this and dismayed when he \u00a0suddenly asked for \u201cspace.\u201d\u00a0I refer to this time as \u201cBlack April.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Meanwhile, I was dealing with the mounting challenges of student teaching.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_5858\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-5858\" style=\"width: 335px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-5858\" title=\"Bill and John\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/nonukes-bill-john-448x600.jpg\" alt=\"Bill and John\" width=\"335\" height=\"449\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/nonukes-bill-john-448x600.jpg 448w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/nonukes-bill-john-224x300.jpg 224w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/nonukes-bill-john.jpg 847w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 335px) 100vw, 335px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-5858\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Bill and John at the &#8217;60s party<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Concentrating from then on proved extremely difficult. Regrettably, my performance reflected this. As I was expected to fill the teaching role more completely, my attention was increasingly compromised, and my emotional well-being deteriorated. I went through the motions of preparing weekly lesson plans for Arlene\u2019s review.<\/p>\n<p>Over the course of the semester, John and I went on a couple of trips with MALSM. One was a day visit to Jackson\u2019s Mill, WV. Another was at the University of Pittsburgh to see the Rocky Horror Picture Show, which had been sold out, so we hit The &#8220;O&#8221; and caught that show in Morgantown at a later date.\u00a0We students from the Campus Chapel also went ice skating in town, and continued our dinner\/movie nights.<\/p>\n<p>People observed John\u2019s remote behavior at times, though he could be very affectionate, which further confused me.<\/p>\n<p>John hosted a \u201860s-themed party\/cookout at his apartment for the MALSM crowd.\u00a0Everyone showed up sporting tie-dyed stuff, bandannas and bearing signs and sheets spray-painted with sayings like <em>MAKE LOVE\u2014NOT WAR<\/em>.\u00a0I played retro deejay for the evening, spinning everything from the Animals to the Zombies. I ended up crashing with John in his bed, with mixed assumptions about its meaning.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_5860\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-5860\" style=\"width: 335px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-5860\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/no-nukes-300x253.jpg\" alt=\"'60s party\" width=\"335\" height=\"283\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/no-nukes-300x253.jpg 300w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/no-nukes-600x506.jpg 600w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/no-nukes.jpg 1184w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 335px) 100vw, 335px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-5860\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Appropriately enough, these guys looked pretty stoned<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Soon, the emotional Tilt-a-Whirl with John was getting old and I was starting to see things a little differently.<\/p>\n<p>Arlene was out quite a bit at that point, so she had brought in another substitute, as I still needed professional supervision. The \u201csub\u201d was a WVU music graduate and violin major, Sally P, who was sweet and funny and to whom I confided my woes.<\/p>\n<p>At the time, I was thankful that Sally took over a couple of the classes when I was feeling particularly horrible, and I marveled at how good she was.\u00a0Her keyboard skills really proved useful. My piano prowess was woefully inadequate.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/musicnotes-tiny.gif\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-9464 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/musicnotes-tiny.gif\" alt=\"musicnotes-tiny\" width=\"50\" height=\"61\" \/><\/a>&#8220;Deacon Blues&#8221; by Steely Dan<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a id=\"mbmaplayer_1375884531511\" class=\"{skin:&#039;black&#039;, animate:false, width:&#039;120&#039;, volume:0.2, autoplay:false, loop:false, showVolumeLevel:true, showTime:true, showRew:true, downloadable:false, downloadablesecurity:false, id3: false}\" href=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/Steely-Dan-Deacon-Blues.mp3\">Steely Dan &#8211; Deacon Blues<\/a><textarea class=\"map_params\" style=\"display: block; padding: 3px; background: #444; color: #fff; text-decoration: none;\" disabled=\"disabled\">map :: {skin:&#8217;black&#8217;, animate:false, width:&#8217;120&#8242;, volume:0.2, autoplay:false, loop:false, showVolumeLevel:true, showTime:true, showRew:true, downloadable:false, downloadablesecurity:false, id3: false}<\/textarea><\/p>\n<p>As the weather warmed, Sally and I hung out together in the evenings at her place, drinking vodka tonics and listening to Steely Dan CDs. I shed quite a bit of tears during <em>Deacon Blues<\/em>.\u00a0I remember being envious that she and her husband Damon got to live together and there was no question of HIS feelings for her. She tried to be supportive.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_9784\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-9784\" style=\"width: 650px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-9784\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/steely-doobie.jpg\" alt=\"Steely Dan vs. Doobie Brothers. Included here because it's too awesome not to.\" width=\"650\" height=\"403\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/steely-doobie.jpg 792w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/steely-doobie-300x186.jpg 300w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/steely-doobie-600x372.jpg 600w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-9784\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Steely Dan vs. Doobie Brothers. Included here because it&#8217;s too awesome not to.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>I also spent some fun time with another student teacher, Elizabeth S, who provided an understanding ear.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_4118\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-4118\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-4118 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/Rocky-Horror-Show-300x248.jpg\" alt=\"Rocky Horror Picture Show\" width=\"300\" height=\"248\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/Rocky-Horror-Show-300x248.jpg 300w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/Rocky-Horror-Show.jpg 302w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-4118\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">We went up to Pittsburgh to see this<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Needless to say, JD (who had originally tried to woo me away from John) was \u201cbeing a friend\u201d as well and in the midst of problems with his own girlfriend, Suzanne. Though still not interested in him, I really appreciated the support. JD made me see that John\u2019s indecision was no reflection of me as a person.<\/p>\n<p>As May approached, the student teaching program was winding down and I began relinquishing classes and lessons back to Arlene.\u00a0My mental strength was returning, and I conducted two end-of-season gigs with gusto\u2014a string orchestra concert at North Elementary, and a choir performance down on High Street. For that one, we all huddled under a big tent as a nasty storm passed through.<\/p>\n<p>Student teaching ended a week before finals, with hugs and kisses and little gifts from the kids.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><a title=\"Chapter 36: Decisions\" href=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/?page_id=914\">Chapter 36: Decisions<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-13050\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/drum-avatar-thumbnail-sm.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"75\" height=\"75\" \/> <a title=\"Return to Memoirs\" href=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/?page_id=13681\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">Return to Chapters<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A New Routine Spring semester 1988 ushered in a completely different academic pace.\u00a0We fourth-year Music Ed majors attended two weeks of intensive practicum-oriented prep courses prior to our departure into the field to fulfill our student teaching requirements. &#8220;Be Still My Beating Heart&#8221; by Sting Sting &#8211; Be Still My Beating Heartmap :: {skin:&#8217;black&#8217;, animate:false, &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/?page_id=904\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Chapter 35: Student Teaching and Romantic Crossroads&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":5420,"parent":4,"menu_order":36,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-904","page","type-page","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/904","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=904"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/904\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17168,"href":"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/904\/revisions\/17168"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/5420"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=904"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}