When I was in undergrad and decided to add on my music education major I used to dream of what my classroom would look like.  Of course it would be brimming with instruments, colorful posters bragging the joys of music in our lives, a piano (what music room wouldn't have a piano?!) and a desk where I could put all of my pictures of my husband and myself. A plaque hanging above my door would boast my "name comma music," so everybody knew where all of the creation would take place.  The ...