It's not that I don't love children, because I do. And I don't just mean my own, with whom I am so madly in love that I can hardly stand it. No, if I am not writing or sleeping, I love my house filled with kids having the time of their lives. But here's the deal...
I teach an acting class for kids at a local talent agency one evening a week. The kids in my class range from 3 - 12. The older ones are great and are up for nearly anything I throw at them. The problem is that the younger ones, cute though they may be, take up so much class time needing drinks of water, climbing over chairs (even though I just had them jump up and down and play follow the leader for ten minutes!) and arguing loudly about why their made up game is so much better than the one I am introducing. I really just end up babysitting for a hour. Many of the older kids have stopped coming. At this point I've even stopped dragging my own resistant kids by their eyelids - and they loved it at first. I've spoken to the agency but the class is part of the package the parents have already paid for - along with photo shoots and modeling class. No comment. And one of the young ones did book a job so what-are-ya-gonna-do?
Okay, fine - so I'm more of a babysitter than a serious acting teacher. At least it pays a bill or two. But, last week there was a darling, and very terrified, little girl that wouldn't even tell me her name, let alone participate in class. I finally got her to sit on my lap and then she proceeded to fart on me for the next forty minutes. Apparently I am also a toilet.
Livin' the dream.
1 comments:
Sheesh, that's crazy! Can't they divide the class in half... like ages 3-7 and then 8-12? That age group is so diverse; I can see why it would cause problems. The older kids have to be annoyed with that set-up.
Like JulieAnn, you have your own little "Fart Lady" to deal with. LOL
Sucks to be you. ;)
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