Whiners

I really have been trying to be a gentler and kinder person but I must admit that my patience really gets challenged when I’m dealing with whiners – specifically teaching whiners.  So rather than yell at the whiner – which won’t do any good because most of them wouldn’t get it – I’m gonna take my frustration out  here – you know – a safe zone that won’t leave blood in my wake.  My favorite whines lately are this:

 My hip bones are grinding into the floor.  Skinny dancers dealing with their bones touching the floor – wow – haven’t heard that one before.  Seriously people – use some muscles and pick your butt up off the floor like thousands of skinny professional dancers have done before.

 This doesn’t work.  Yeah – that’s why you’re the student and it’s called a learning process. It takes months and years to get your muscles to go in a new direction – at what point in your training did you miss that memo?

 I don’t get it.  Get what?  Why you got up this morning?  Your reason for dancing?   Your life?  Be specific about what confuses you – I am not a mind reader – and when I say be specific – “the whole thing” is not the correct answer.

 To end this little rant I will calmly repeat to myself that patience is a virtue, patience is a virtue, patience is a virtue…or is it?