Boy, do I have some Tales to Tell...
Thursday, January 08, 2004
 
It's a new year for me and a new year in general. After some experimentation at the end of last year, it has become clear to me that I love teaching step class. There. I've said it; it's done. Take it as you will.

I think in general, I love to teach. Before graduating from high school, my parents asked me what I wanted to do. I instantly mentioned that I would love to become a Mathematics teacher. Since my parents are Asian, they had more grandiose and economically-lucrative plans for my future. After a couple of talks, "I" decided on taking on Electrical Engineering as my major. Long story short, I had a great time in college, graduated with honors, got a fantastic job out of school, quit within two years, and started working at a health club for $6.00/hour.

After taking on various jobs within the fitness field, I finally centered on teaching group exercise classes. I loved it. I still do. There is something about teaching that really vicerally satisfies someone. I also currently work at a wine store that has a tasting bar. One of my favorite moments at the wine store is when a customer comes in for a tasting and asks me to help them with something about wine. Nothing pleases me more than helping someone learn something new. I love it when, as you are helping someone, they get that look on their face (like a lightbulb turning on) when they understand something new. It is very satisfying to me.

Now, please don't get me wrong because teaching can be very difficult; especially when you are dealing with someone who is in class who is just not interested in being there. We all assume that if you attend a class, you attend it on your own accord because you are interested in learning something. Not always true. There are times when you dread coming into work because you know that there is that difficult person who insists on coming to you even though they have made it clear that you do not satisfy their "need" to learn. To these people, we wish death.

Overall, teaching has always been something I think I am good at and something that I love. One thing I don't love is the phrase, "Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach." Not everyone can teach. The group exercise classes certainly prove that. How many of you have had a poor instructor? I think the phrase should change. It should become, "Those who can, do. Those who teach, can." Later.
 
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