Today I’m going to make you ENTIRELY responsible for my emotional tenor. Really. Whatever you do– my mood is in your hands!
Sounds ridiculous right?
Then, why do I feel like it is happening…
As a joke, I walked into the rink this week and said this to my 17-year old student. I don’t think he thought it was funny. (Is it actually funny?) But he did skate fast :P…
He was outdone though. Outdone by a (lovely) woman having a really bad day.
Now, let me preface this story with a bit about my teaching. I’m gregarious. I’m bold. I flail. I dance. I do what it takes to get you out of your head. I make the changes… 🙂 Usually, LOUDLY. What can I say, I’m little… Big voice?
Sadly, Ms. Bad Day decided that my teaching was what would throw her over the edge. And, commented as such. (There may have even been feigned tears and a finger wag. All before stepping on the ice…) Um. That’s a lot of mis-placed responsibility lady. And, I’m not teaching you. And, my student responds well to how I teach. But please– let me be the reason your moment, day, week, child, life is not working out!!!
Do you see what I’m getting at?
Now, I could have pointed this out to Ms. Bad Day. But I didn’t. There would have been no reason to. Not then. Not ever really. Not if she is not open. And, this does not make me spineless. I hope this makes me a bit more compassionate.
(Or, at least not an ass ;).)
I taught quietly that session. (Well, as quietly as I could.) And, I hoped Ms. Bad Day had a better afternoon. I still do.
Like I said, she’s a sweet lady.
An article I read summed this instance up nicely. To quote: “[T]he[re is a] humbling yet also wonderful truth: most of the time, we are bit players in other people’s dramas.” My read: It’s NEVER about us. Even when it is…
Hello my name is Jamie and…
Today, I’ve got me.
Take care of you 🙂