On Monday night I went to the LMAC dojo and tried to teach some Jiu-Jitsu to my husband’s youth Karate class, which was the second time I’ve done so, but there was only one kid the first time around, so this was a new experience for me. Joe was my assistant teacher, and the students included five boys and one man, because Sensei Steve was there, and he joined in. His presence made me even more nervous than I already was, because he used to be one of my Karate instructors, and afterward I joked to Joe that teaching adults was not in the job description, but I just tried to roll with it, and do the best I could.
I knew that being in charge of the class would be a challenge for me, because it’s not exactly within my comfort zone, but it was a little harder than I anticipated, since there were some size discrepancies between the students, and none of them had any grappling experience whatsoever. Even though I tried to keep it simple, the boys had trouble with most of the warm-ups and drills, and I felt woefully inadequate in helping them to understand. Despite that, I actually think the class went pretty well, because no one bled, cried, or seemed exceedingly bored, and it didn’t end up in human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together, mass hysteria, or anything like that!
My husband’s constructive criticism for me was that I tried to give them too many details, especially for their first time grappling, and I don’t know if anyone learned anything at all, but beforehand I told Joe that my only real goal was that the students had a good time, which I believe they did. After class I asked the tiniest boy if he had fun, and he nodded his head and gave me a huge smile, which was so adorable that I wanted to put him in my pocket and take him home with me. Sensei Steve also thanked me for teaching, and he said he enjoyed it, so I suppose it could be considered a success, but I definitely prefer just helping out as a coach in the kids’ classes at LBJJC!