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Tuesday
Sep212004

MY girls

It's been a very busy week. Ad Deum Dance Company came and went. Being the concert coordinator, I was in all their performances and some of their rehearsals too and each time I watched it, I see a different perspective of it. But that's another story. Here I want to feature my girls at my dance academy.
Over the years, many batches of students have come and gone. Each batch has its different characteristics and flavour but one thing remain consistant. That is their willingness to chip and help me out whenever I need  it.
Take last week for example, I was so busy, running around like a headless chicken trying to get things done for the performances. There were examination classes to teach also because it's exam season for the next few weeks. But the girls made my life a lot easier by volunteering to teach for me and to  run errands for me.
Similar incidents have happened many times, be it a dance performance, the dance competition or my church events. They will offer to take some load of my shoulders and work alongside with me. I mean, these are technically NOT their performances, competition or even their church but they will still offer their help. Yivonne's "sure I can teach for you", Cui Xin's "don't worry, I will handle it. Just go and do whatever you need to do" Hui Ann's " Teacher, what can I do to help?" Su-Anne's sacrificing lunch with friend to help me lay out the dance lino.  The exam girls worked extra hard on their own so that I won't worry for them. Of course the others also chipped in. When I don't feel well, they will be so concerned and tells me to rest (although, I suspect the ulterior motive would be THEY too wil 'rest') They are always excited with any of my on-going projects and are always so encouraging.
But these things don't only happen now. They have been happening over the years, with many different batches of students. The great thing is, our teacher/student relationship does not end with the last class. Most of my past students keep in touch and will occasionally pop in to say, 'hi' whenever they are in the neighbourhood. When they were younger, I used to buy them ice-creams and drinks. Now these grownup high-flying career yuppies wine and dine me..............not a bad exchange.
Here on this posting, I just want to say, THANK YOU. You have been a source of inspiration to me.  May God Bless You.

Reader Comments (5)

aw...teacher, dat was really sweet but i've noticed sumthing, i haven't really chipped in in much things and have never given u a present 4 Teacher's Day. i'm really sorry 4 dat, after sooooo many years that u have taught me. anyway, i'd like 2 say thank you r teaching me the art of dancing, although i've stopped ballet, watever i've learned still stays in my heart (and legs). i'm sorry if i dissappointed you by stoping but i felt that i didn't really have a future in ballet. once again, THANK YOU!
September 21, 2004 | Unregistered Commentermeiyee
"I was so busy, running around like a headless chicken..."

And I thot you said you led a boring life... :)
September 21, 2004 | Unregistered Commenterju
"busy, running around like a headless chicken" does not mean an interesting life. Although, I suppose the sight of a headless chicken running around may be interesting (do I hear animal activists asking for my blood?)
September 22, 2004 | Unregistered CommenterKaty
I am so glad to hear you girls help 'Madame'! She is the sweetest, most generous and dedicated teacher of ballet. I am also pleased to see you acknowledge those who help you, because during our busy times, we often m=neglect to say the one thing that we mean the most. What a shining example you all are!!
September 30, 2004 | Unregistered CommenterJulie
Aw! Shucks! (blush blush) - to be called 'Madame' That must definitely be another step up the ladder. To me, there's only 1 'Madame' and that's Madame Espinosa. Now I must get myself a lap dog and let it pee all over the place.
September 30, 2004 | Unregistered CommenterKaty

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