Unfortunately, my partner steps on my toes – all throughout the dance. She leaps when she should glide, she runs like a wild rhino when she should halt. And I am stiff and frozen in a stoic move of resistance and frustration. We lack rhythm and timing and will place last in the dance contest this year.
Sunday, March 1, 2026
Pas de Deux
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This analogy is perfect and very creative! I have a co-teacher and your last paragraph fits our situation perfectly. I am going to share it with a colleague as I am sure she will agree with me!
ReplyDeleteThank you! I am so glad that I have someone to share in my pain. Sorry to hear this is not an isolated incident. But, like our students, this too shall pass. :)
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