I think everyone has one of them. For whatever reason, you just don't like their style. With this one, I think she talks too much, does lots of corrections to the point it makes class drag on, and can be very hands on which depending on my mood, I may or may not like.
But I was there. And not going to skip class just because she was there too.
So in I went. And boy was the room hot even before class started! I guess this was making up for lost time because several of the recent classes I went to, the heat wasn't working properly.
Then class began. And so began the teacher in her typical sigh-worthy style. My focus became to just get through the class and try to put her out of my mind as best I could. Warm up and the first few postures of standing series were pretty challenging. I got called out for doing a posture wrong, as always in her class. Got through it with a smile though.
And then something even funnier happened. She kept calling me by the wrong name. Over and over. And finally I couldn't take it so I corrected her. Which I think she and my peers thought was hysterical. The class changed for me at that point. Something clicked in my brain. It became lighter, it became fun. I didn't see her as annoying anymore....I also welcomed her corrections and hands on work.
We even made small talk after class.
What I learned yesterday is that we need to leave our judgment at the door. At that even our least favorite instructors are human too, and overall generally mean well. I think back to different teachers I've had growing up and throughout my studies, and many who I have found annoying or strict or whatever...have ended up being some of my favorites that I've learned the most from.
Appearances can definitely be deceiving.