Last night, an out-of-town tanguera asked me if I were a teacher.
As usual, I said, "No, I am a dancer."
I am NOT a teacher. I am only 4 years old as a tanguero, and I have too much to learn. If I found myself in a small town, I would teach and be a DJ, but for now I have NO desire to teach with so many qualified (and unqualified) teachers around! Only from such a tango-deprived circumstance (living where there was no tango) could I become a member of the AUTTA (Association of Unqualified Tango Teachers of America).
I was added to the Tango Teachers-Only Forum on Facebook by mistake. Or perhaps it is the mutation of the same "evil little voice" that I hear at nearly every milonga I go to and dance with a stranger: "Are you a teacher?" Luckily from my training in psychology, I know the two types of auditory psychoses: Non-command and command. "Go and kill someone" is a command hallucination. "Are you a teacher?" is not a command. I don't HAVE TO become a teacher, you see?
Going by the long list of members of AUTTA, this harmless non-command "little evil voice" can convert into a dangerous psychotic event only when the person sees it as a command to become a teacher. The answer at a milonga should be: "No, I am a dancer and I am only dancing with you at this moment!" IF I WERE a teacher, after the tanda, I might add: "And here is my card. NOW I am a teacher." I want to never stop being a dancer just because I might be teaching some day. I don't want to judge and analyse my partner or cause them performance anxiety. I want my partner to melt in my embrace and feel the power of this remarkable walking embrace.
I am learning from teachers about the problems of teaching. Why did they start? Do they really still love to dance or has it become merely a business? I am certain that nearly all teachers started teaching because people asked, "Are you a teacher?" This is like people who do not know much, cheer leading me into being something they do not understand. Imagine being inspired to become a mathematician by people who cannot add well. So for now, I just want to dance, and I don't listen to those little voices: "Become a teacher." I am waiting for the divine call -- la Vocación de Diós.
By the way, here is my card:
Dancing with one Soul at a Time
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