So, we didn’t see THIS coming.
Truthfully, we ignored warning signs. We watched as other countries shut down and we all said “wow that’s scary, but I think we’ll be ok”.
And now, cities are closing down, businesses are suffering heavily. The arts are suffering heavily. Students who are supposed to graduate this spring are receiving emails that commencements are cancelled, their classes are all online, and they didn’t even have time to say goodbye.
I know that we will be ok, we will make it through this, but we are experiencing massive changes. Changes that we will talk about for years and changes that will have a lasting impact on the youngest generations living through this.
And these thoughts make my heart ache as a teacher.
I never thought I wanted to be a teacher. It felt like too much pressure, and it wasn’t where my passion lay. But as I worked hard to pursue my career as a professional dancer I quickly realized why so many dancers choose to teach. It’s a great gig. The hours compliment most dance company rehearsal/class, you’re working within a field you already know very well, and many of us get to work with directors and studio owners that are gracious and compassionate.
So, needless to say, my students have grown to mean a GREAT deal to me. I’ve been so proud to watch them grow in the 6 months I’ve had with them so far. My heart swells when I see them improve, and then swells even more when they realize that they’re improving. I’ve been grateful and honored to be their confidant, to be their cheerleader, and to be their constructive critique.
My studios have been closed for going on 2 weeks, and I already miss my students dearly. I miss being silly for them to remind them to have fun, I miss seeing their faces when they surprise themselves with their talent, I miss seeing their “focus faces” and I miss hearing their laughter around the studio. I even miss the days when they drive me absolutely bonkers.
One thing I miss the most about class, is this beautiful reaction my smallest students have when they fall. First, they fall (usually because they’re twirling too much). Then they get this wide eyed look on their face. Finally, they smile and go “I’m ok!”.
That “I’m ok”, always makes me smile.
Because it shows how those little crazies are resilient.
We are going to fall down so so many times in our lives. Sometimes it will be a stumble and the recovery is easy. Sometimes we’ll hit the ground really, really hard, and it will be much more difficult to get back up.
We’re falling pretty hard right now, and I don’t think anybody really knows how long, or how difficult it will be to get back up. But my little ones have reminded me that…
We’ll be okay.
Much love to ALL of my students out there. Please know that I miss you dearly, that I’m proud of the work you’re putting in despite these very odd circumstance. Know that I love you, and I’m here for you if you need anything. There are lots and lots of classes and livestreams out there to keep our bodies active during social distancing and quarantining, and I’m excited to see you again, even if it’s through a video chat. I know that you’re also still working hard doing your school activities, and that it’s just not the same as being in class with friends. Make sure you’re also taking care of your mental and emotional health. As your teacher, your cheerleader, your confidant and your biggest fan, I’m here for you. All you have to do is reach out.
XO,
Miss Maia
