tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382396310471593265.post4762769068259308554..comments2023-11-02T04:42:57.664-07:00Comments on Tales of a Mommy Karateka: Being the teachersomaserioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00352295244062084613noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382396310471593265.post-73663092032088027062007-08-16T20:43:00.000-07:002007-08-16T20:43:00.000-07:00I love teaching, yet every time I'm tapped to teac...I love teaching, yet every time I'm tapped to teach a class, I panic slightly, feeling completely unready for the responsibility. It's easier being a student - at least I have that role down.<BR/><BR/>Ah, marriage. Where can you love someone enough to die for them and want to kill them yourself simultaneously but in your own family?Perpetual Beginnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09625596315528064536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382396310471593265.post-59847457500766507302007-08-16T13:37:00.000-07:002007-08-16T13:37:00.000-07:00It's true, teaching's not always easy, but it prov...It's true, teaching's not always easy, but it provides an opportunity to shed light on things that just aren't available from the student's perspective.John Vesiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04434740196022601040noreply@blogger.com