Once again I stand in front of a room of uncertain faces determined faces lazy faces hopeful faces who look at me with a face I once wore an age ago. Once again I am here, my mind a jumble, yet my face so steady, my will so eager, yet my voice so calm, my excitement and nervousness rising, yet my control so firm. The last time I taught was a lifetime ago, no, a year. I have forgotten this beginning, starting over, jumping off the steep cliff into the churning waters. I must rise from the waters, cleansed, steady, strong, with all the manner of ancient Merlin who taught Arthur how to be a king, how to be a man. And I must emerge ready to teach these strangers these silent strangers who have laid their expectations on me to teach them how to begin climbing this cliff how to find the grips, and pull themselves up, how to grab back onto the wall when they slip, how not to fall, and, when they have found themselves at the end of the strenuous journey, how to reach down and pull the ones behind them up with them. Once again I stand in front of a room of uncertain faces determined faces lazy faces hopeful faces who look at me with a face I once wore an age ago. And, sure of what I will do today, with all the mystery of tomorrow pounding at the back of my mind, I step forward. I look at the faces who look back at me and I begin.
Reason for writing:
Teaching Tae Kwon Do again.
Birth sign: Capricorn
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