Never in a million years would I think that what I strayed away from for so long would later become a therapeutic joy. Bad Nevers, sweaty arm pits, and dry mouth; that may have been the first few days of class. I wasn't ready, but I just jumped right on in....
One class turned into another class, and I kept pretending that it wasn't for me. That I would never get sucked into the teaching life, BUT I did.
It was all in the DM, when I was asked if I taught dance. Would I be interested in teaching a group of young girls who were interested in learning.... Ok, it was obvious by the message sitting for a few days that I was hesitant, but one day, I had so much confidence, I said "Why Not! Yes, I do teach" And there went my first gig.
It was a little shakey… LOL who am I kidding, it was a lot shakey. I didn't know what I was doing. I just knew I was going into dance. I had a warm up in mind, I had choreo ready with an fun appropriate song for the girls, of course Beyonce'. I went into the class with high energy, thinking this class will be easy peasy, lemon squeeky.
….. I'm no more than 5 minutes in to the warm up and from the energy, I could already sense and notice that these girls were not ready for the agenda I prepared. My mouth became so dry, there had to be a break in the class for me just to gather my thoughts with the accompanying of a warm bottle of water... did I mention it was HOT! And at that moment, I knew that I was the teacher having my very own personal lesson. I was no longer the student. I embraced the moment, took a deep breathe, and took 20 steps back to speak and introduce myself as Ms. BJ your dance teacher :)
