Stupid me

In dance class, an assistant teacher came in for one week. I hated her. She taught everything I didn't know and she did it too fast.
Well, last week she came back.
This time it was okay, though. She is really a nice person, and she taught me a lot of new cool steps I can actually use, and she did a lot of old steps which I already knew, and that helped, too.
It just goes to show you you shouldn't judge a person how good you are or how you want them to be. Just another little lesson of life.
I couldn't find a picture to post on this so I'm just leaving it as it is.
LUCIA (Loo-Chee-ah)