“The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates. The great teacher inspires.” – William Arthur Ward
For the past few months I have been trying to get into teaching ballet at local studios. A few weeks ago I taught my first class and I am in love. I taught an intermediate level and seeing how willing they were to learn made my heart melt.
It was the first full length class that I have ever taught so obviously I spent too long prepping for it. I did my best to try and make it full of fun yet challenging combinations for them. As I was heavily breathing while giving corrections and trying demonstrate, I realized how out of shape I am. I also came to realize how long it had been since I have taken an intermediate class. Nevertheless I pressed on.
One thing I find fascinating is how much teaching is in my family. We are teachers through and through I like to think it is in my DNA at this point, just like our coffee obsession.
The second I walked into the studio I knew it was all going to be fine, the class actually went by way faster than I expected it to. It is something I am excited to continue pursing and I am excited to see where I can go.