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...least an act of exquisite stupidity.) We must be the more misunderstood of the two groups, the students never suspecting that we are intelligent human beings who might know a thing or two about music. All they hear coming out of the kitchen is “Come Sail Away,” which never fails to be on at dinner time...

Author: By Jessica S. Zdeb, | Title: POSTCARD FROM LENOX, MASS.: The Music of Tanglewood | 8/17/2001 | See Source »

...only prior experience with a sail had been a disastrous attempt to windsurf in the ninth grade. I had managed to get out into the middle of the lake, but couldn’t figure out how to get back to the shore. After five minutes of trying to swim back while pulling the windsurf behind me, a motor boat finally took pity on me and dragged me and my board back to the beach. Given that the sailboat was about at least three times as big as the windsurf, I decided to take advantage of what CBI called...

Author: By Laura K. Cobb, | Title: POSTCARD FROM CAMBRIDGE: Learning To Sail | 8/10/2001 | See Source »

Informal instruction is a system where members who actually know how to sail take beginners out onto the water. Usually, an instructor will let the beginners do most of the sailing. While it’s supposed to be a safe way to be introduced to the water, I’ve never felt more at risk than while being instructed...

Author: By Laura K. Cobb, | Title: POSTCARD FROM CAMBRIDGE: Learning To Sail | 8/10/2001 | See Source »

...slightly off-putting, my most recent experience with instruction made me fear for my life. I showed up to CBI one day last week and put my name in for instruction. I took a boat out with a man in his 40s who’d been sailing for about five years, in what seemed to me to be gale-force winds. For some reason, he had purposefully left his glasses behind, forcing me to sail the entire time. The wind was incredibly strong, so the boat heeled sideways a lot, and every time I jibed—turned...

Author: By Laura K. Cobb, | Title: POSTCARD FROM CAMBRIDGE: Learning To Sail | 8/10/2001 | See Source »

...made it to the shore alive, but the next time I went sailing, I took the test required to sail the boat alone in any weather. My fear of sailing has been conquered by the realization that I would rather capsize alone in the middle of the river than risk another hour alone with a psychopath...

Author: By Laura K. Cobb, | Title: POSTCARD FROM CAMBRIDGE: Learning To Sail | 8/10/2001 | See Source »

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