A little over a year ago, I was introduced to a quiet high school sophomore and her father. I will never forget our first meeting. I was at a local training facility to do a trial lesson as part of the interview process.
As I am mentally preparing my lesson, in comes a sturdy, 5’7″ girl with long blond hair and an icy demeanor (that girl wouldn’t crack a smile if you tickled her with a feather). I was a little intimidated. I really did not know what to expect. She showed no kind of emotion. Was she bored, tired, irritated? I had no clue. As I extended my hand to introduce myself, I said “Hi, I’m Jason! You must be Lauren?”
“Ummm no,” she says with a bewildered look on her face, “Loren is my dad. I’m Grace,” she explained in a mono-toned voice. I was MORTIFIED, but the lesson must still go on. more