Updated: Jul 6, 2022
Back in 2001 I was teaching a massage class in South County Dublin. They were an exceptional class of twelve women, all wanting to learn something new, really enthusiastic, and conscientious all wanting to make a difference to their lives and those of other people.
They came from various backgrounds, from medical secretaries, to nurses, to stay at home Moms. Any information I could give them, they just soaked it in! It just made my teaching life so easy knowing that these women were interested, as a result I shared all the knowledge I had with them.
Every week I gave them a test on the lesson we had covered in the class the previous week. Just to get them back into the swing of doing exams and also the realisation that they were so capable of getting whatever result they wanted.
When it came to February just before the mid-term break, I would usually give the student an assessment sheet, with what was going well for them, what was not going so well and what they needed to work on.
These women used to meet in each other’s houses twice a week outside of class and test each other and practice as well. They were really the exceptional class as I said earlier.
After I had handed out the assessment sheets one particular student came up to me at the end of the class. She said that she had decided that maybe she wouldn’t finish the course. I looked at her in shock, as she seemed to be getting on really well. So apparently, I said to her in my best teacher voice, oh well fall at the first fence why don’t you! Oh boy was I a right biddy of a teacher then!