I taught class again tonight. This time, Mr. M was in the building. He held a mandatory meeting with the other instructors. I was left out because he needed me to run the class. Okay...I can handle it. I'm feeling pretty good about it, all things considered.
When I got to the dojang, I got locked out by one of the instructors--she said it was my "rite of passage". I got revenge--she left her belt on the front desk and went back to the locker room. She told me to watch her belt. When she came back, it wasn't there. At my suggestion, we hid it (Ms. L, Mr. B and I, that is). haha! Okay, so it's kind of silly, but you know what? I felt like I belonged. I got a seriously good giggle out of it. She got her belt back and forgave me. I took the blame for it anyway.
Anyway, they all had a meeting and I got the class. Wahoo! I enjoyed that. I got Mrs. W tonight. Last Wednesday, it was her hubby who took the class. She's my friend Jason's neighbor. Mr. M grabbed me and told me I was teaching tonight's class, then ran everyone else into the little room. Lucky me! I had the big room (and the loudmouthed younger brother of the one guy I have issues with--it's in the family because I don't like his brother either!) all to myself, with my class. There were three black belts--one's a loud kid (teenager!!) and the other two, while they're also teens, they're more respectful, but goofier. They like to play all sorts of tricks on each other. They were goofing off together.
I ran the class through a not overly strenuous warm up, then we did some stretches. After that, I ran them through some quick techniques (kicking and punching), then we did forms, then played with a Wavemaster to practice kicks. I enjoyed that. Then we sparred. I like being able to make it different. They don't know what I'm going to do. I enjoyed it. I didn't freak out---just went in and said to myself, "Okay, I'm expected to run this class, run it I shall! I OWN the class!" I did. *I* think I did, anyway!
Hopefully Mr. M will be told by the attendees what they thought of me teaching. I'd like them to feel free to tell him that either I totally suck or I'm a good teacher.
