Though I work as an internet marketer and SEO guru (at least I’m working on it) by day, I am fortunate to be able to teach dance one night a week at a local dance studio here in Utah. Sometimes it is challenging due to girls that don’t care enough, or worse, their parents not caring enough and thinking that the hour their child is at practice is simply an hour that they have a scheduled babysitter. I am not a babysitter. I teach dance because I love it and I want to share that passion with the next generation.This year the girls I teach are a lot of fun and they in turn have made teaching more fun for me. Regardless of this, I still have a few girls who are less than interested in learning how to do a proper pirouette. But the dance gods have been kind to me this year and blessed me with one girl who stands out above the rest. Last night I even heard her say a quiet “Yesss!” when she found out we were going to do barre work. No one ever cheers for that. Did I mention how much I adore this girl.
It seems that the adoration I feel for this tiny dancer is mutual. I received an email from her mother yesterday complimenting the dance studio on its professionalism. Then came the part that made me feel all warm and fuzzy. While discussing some changes since the Christmas break that she is making to another of her daughter’s classes, one I don’t teach, she mentioned that-
“She loves ballet and missed Robin tremendously over this break!”
After a comment like that I don’t even care that she spelled my name with an “i.”