Kristy Memoir

This is a memoir I wrote about my first week of dance with a new instructor. I wrote this at school so enjoy!

Kristy

I stepped into the dance studio ready to work. Tonight was my first night I started by helping the first and second graders from 5:45 to 6:45 then I had one hour and fifteen minutes of break then I had my class from 8:00 to 9:15. Thoughts began to haunt me as I approached the classroom. What if they don’t stop talking? What if they don’t listen to me? Or what if they are crazy? My thoughts were interrupted by a very soft “Hello” Oops was that to quiet had I said that to quiet but I guess not because the lady standing by the stereo said, “hello you must be Natalie” “Yep that’s me!” I said “you must be Kristy” We were all informed at the end of last year that Jessica was leaving and we would get a new instructor to take her place. I didn’t really mind I never really liked Jessica that much anyways but I couldn’t have been more excited when my dance teacher Sue said that we would have the new dance teacher! I was excited for the change we got one week to get acquainted to her. Now it was my first night with her and I did not know what to expect. The girls began trickling in one by one and putting on their ballet shoes I quickly slid into my ballet shoes and stood waiting for instructions.  Kristy had the girls sit down on their numbers as she took role call it went a little like this…

“Ella”

“What?”

“Just say here Ella”

“Oh which Ella?”

“Ella Hanner”

“Hannyer!”
“Oh ok sorry now…  She completed attendance with the rest of the girls saying here when they heard their names. “Ok now that we are done with that I am Miss. Kristy and this is Miss. Natalie. “Where’s Miss Sue? Did she die?” “No it’s just that I am your teacher now so you have a new teacher this year!” “Oh” the little girl said. Next it was time to do our dance. “We will first start with stretches “ That was my job I led the girls in stretches then we went to the bar to do pleas they each started to hang on the bar and chat. Kristy saw them and said “Oh my girls drop down and give me 10!” They just kind of stared at her then one girl came up and said to me “10 what?” “I giggled and said 10 pushups!” Their eyes got real big but they dropped down and did 10… Well I don’t know what you would call them but they each did 10 of them! Soon it was the end of class so they could each gave me or Kristy a hug or a high five and they each gave me hugs clinging hugs I pried the last one off and gasped for air then I grabbed my bag and left I got in the car and my mom asked “How was it” “Oh my gosh” I said That’s all I could say I was so tired and out of breath I was looking forward to food and a break until my class. I didn’t want to teach them ever again I should have listened to my haunting thoughts I said to my self but they have gotten much better now and I look forward to teaching them each week!