I looked again at the yellow piece of
paper that was written by hand, on it was a list of four names; this was the
Student Roster for my class the following morning. Selma, Wandi, Steven
and Hunter. I said the names over and over again, slightly above a whisper,
an attempt to memorize them.
One of the most challenging things that I
have discovered while trying to teach a beginner how to sail, with the
exception of trying to teach on those days where there isn’t a breathe of wind,
is to connect a name to a face and then remember those names.
“Selma, Wandi, Steven and Hunter”, at least three out of the four names were
not very common. Unique names certainly help, they stand out, as for the
fourth, all that was required was to remember my own name.
I only get two days to share with a small
group of individuals, my fondness for sailing, that too is a challenge.
How do I condense into two days, everything that I want to share, the syllabus
certainly helps. I stick to the syllabus and then throw in a few anecdotes
along the way to help shrug off some of the doldrums of a structured lesson
plan. “Selma, Wandi, Steven and Hunter.”
At the end of the two day class, just
about the time I have their names down, the faces change and the cycle repeats
itself, all season long until I have read and memorized names on a stack of
yellow pieces of paper.
Here’s the ridiculous part, long after
the multitude of classes and those two days that I get the privilege to spend
on the water with constantly changing groups of four, I remember them. I
remember the faces and the individual personalities, their anxieties and
motivations. Four names.
This is a picture of Elliot Bay on the Puget Sound, the silhouette of the Olympic Mountains in the background, taken on August 16, the end of the second day of a class that I shared with Selma, Wandi, Steve and Hunter.
Canon EOS 7D Mark II ISO 100 1/250 sec. f/5.6 142mm
