08/28/2025
Oh, those sideline teachers. ;)
Sometimes they're right there in the room. Other times, barely visible in the mist but making their presence known in the form of 'but I was told...'
It's a waste of time, contradicting strangers.
Generally preferable to just get on with the fun stuff: real training with the real dog who is right there in front of us.
“Why didn’t you tell her to ____?”
Teaching is an art. You first have to see what’s in front of you, what is going well, what skills are missing. Then you have to get a read on the person- what are they ready to hear? What’s the first skill to be introduced? How can I build a good mind frame and confidence in this student? How do I prevent them from feeling discouraged or overwhelmed?
And nowadays, more than ever; teaching requires preventing sideline teachers from bombarding your student.
I remember about five years ago asking an auditor to leave my clinic, who, every time a student rode by, would shout “wrong diagonal!” “Don’t let your reins get sloppy!” “Half halt!”
After speaking with her and asking her to not harass my students with advice they had not asked her for, she continued, and was asked to leave.
Being a sideline teacher is easy. You get to feel important immediately, and right. You don’t have to develop a relationship with students; to carefully measure what’s needed in a moment, it requires no tact: you simply blurt out what others are doing wrong and go on your merry way.
Being a student is harder than ever - you have a cacophony of noise to Wade through, a hundred different styles to choose from, all with labels of “ethical” and “correct biomechanics” and “positive,” so much it makes one’s head spin-
What do those words mean?
Then you have to sort through the Internet forums, the well meaning friends handing out advice like candy on Halloween long after you’ve had your fill, the bystanders who watch and know it all but can’t and won’t do -
You have to sort through the muck, and hold on tight to what feels right to you. You have to ignore friends and family at times, to close your eyes and ears to the outside at times, and stick like your life depends on it to a path before you’re pulled back into the chaos.
Being a teacher is getting harder. But I imagine being a student is probably hardest of all.
Photo by Nicole Shoup