Ohhh communication this week! Hooray! One of the most pithy and important statements that has been made in class about communication ( in my opinion) was, "You cannot NOT communicate." Very true, very true. This is not just applicable in the relationships either. FOR EXAMPLE, I work at a gym where I coach mini-cheerleaders. Their ages range from 6th grade to sophomores in high school. One of the classes I coach is quite large, there are many girls in it. And it was a busy day at the gym, and I was the lone coach for that specific class. I don't mind, and just hope the girls are listening to me for their own benefit. I was instructing them on what stations they were going to go to, and what they were to do at each station. There was a group of younger girls goofing off in the back of the group, and although I tried to correct this many-a-time, at some point I just kind of had to roll my eyes. As I had them disperse, I would rotate with different groups so I could maintain responsibility of everyone. Let me just mention, that kids are really NOT my cup of tea. This may seem odd being that I am enrolled in a family science class, but... I really just don't care for kids. On with the story, so I went to check up on the group who had been goofing off in the back while they were on the trampoline. One girl in particular, Sophie, was on the trampoline at the time. She was doing her "tricks" very incorrectly and just messing around on the tramp. Mid-sentence, literally right as I was telling her to knock it off and get off the tramp... SNAP/POP. Oh man.
Her arm just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time thus causing it to bend in a very obscure angle. Now, I had competed in gymnastics for eight years and done cheerleading for six, I have seen MANY, MANYYY girls break arms because of carelessness. So you could say I have become a big "de-sensitized" to the situation, and I don't panic because then everyone else panics. While I was mid-sentence and mid-step, and saw that fun little arm-crack, I just kind of knew it was about to happen and shook my head. Of course little Sophie looks down and starts screaming like a banshee when she realizes that angle is not quite right for an arm. As she was carted off to the hospital, I gathered my team and calm them all down. Then all I say is, "Pay attention when I am talking to you and giving you directions, listen to me and that won't happen. Go back to your stations."
And that was that.
Moral of the story:
Don't listen and you... BREAK AN ARM!!!!!!!!
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