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Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Teaching

On the Saturday I got a phone call from my teacher. She strained her voice and asked me to lead a lesson for her beginners group. I hadn't time to argue something, as she said, wish you luck, keys from dance hall are in the usual place.
I had some experience of conducting the dance classes. It has never been good enough, because a fear of mistakes and uncertainty of own mastery.
Everything began very badly. The organizers bought a new sound system, which didn’t want play my accurately prepared training collection. I wasted 10 minutes fighting with CD changer. There are no technics in the world, which I couldn’t deal with, one gentle touch and everything usually works fine, but this time I lost my engineer’s talent. Finally I forced it to play some old Arabic disco collection, absolutely doesn’t suitable for the lesson.
We started from little meditation, some kind speech of welcome, greeting each other and getting the right dance mood. Should I admit that I forgot half of the words, which I prepared and started to improvise some weird bullshit, but that was ok, seemed like they liked. There are also were abnormally many learners, and they took a lot of my energy, trying to get attention and drilling me with their eyes.
We started a usual limbering-up. One woman took her little daughter on the lesson. This beautiful 3.5 year old dancing lady pulled out balls for shaping from the box and started to throw these balls at me, women at back row chuckled.
It was the last straw, which turned my exertion and fear into joy with some evil element. I decided to entertain a little bit also, and announced that today we will start to study shaking technique. The balls were confiscating from a kid, and young star was equipped by veil with coins. We started…yeah…it was the funniest picture I have ever seen, epilepsy attack is nothing, comparing to my learners attempting. They tried very hard, with so serious red faces. I flattered my ego no more then 5 minutes, then took a pity and opened some secrets of its performing. It was so pleasant to see how they delighted with the first results. Remained part of the lesson passed in a harmony. After ending they gave me a lot of questions, some of them asked to train them personally. This freedback and recognition was the greatest thing that I experienced, I got my first satisfaction from making a lesson.

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