I was teaching one of my pupils today: R___. R___ is 8 years old and he's been having drum lessons with me for the last couple of years, with me travelling to his home.
We started the lesson and were working on a certain part of a song. After each run-through, he seemed to get more and more frustrated, but I couldn't really figure out why, as he was pretty much getting the part right every time. I asked him what was wrong and he said there's a part he couldn't play, and kept getting wrong.
Something seemed 'off' so I asked him if everything was okay. His mum in the other room heard me say this and came to the doorway to say, "What's wrong R___?"
At this point, he just broke down in tears. This has never happened before. We usually have fun and he's a bright and cheerful boy. I asked him if it was about the music or maybe something else had happened? But he said it was about the music and because he couldn't play it. Again this was 'off' because as a student, every lesson we look at things he can't play, and he tries it over and over - getting it wrong and struggling with it - until he masters it, but has never broken down like this.
I think about 10 seconds must have gone by, which felt like ages, and I was just looking at him and then his mum, and then him and then his mum, expecting her to do something or say something, but she was just looking, waiting. I think maybe she was weighing up what she thought might be up with him.
I felt really powerless. I wanted to say, "hey, hey, come here" and hold him, and with his mum not acting, I just put my hand on his shoulder to try to comfort him in some way.
So then she came over to him (maybe she'd thought out how she wanted to approach it by then) and came at it from an encouraging place of, "Come on, R___, take some breaths, in through the nose, out through the mouth. There's days and times when I want to have a good cry but I can't; I have to keep on doing the things that need to be done. Don't just give up." She then started diverting, telling me how she'd had three of his friends at the house that morning and how, "you were laughing and playing and joking then, weren't you, R___"
And then she said something to get him to smile. It may have even been, "come on now, let's have a smile", and I had to watch him force this false smile and betray his feelings.
After she left the room, I said to him that it's okay to cry because sometimes if we hold it in it can make things worse and we can end up getting angry or something.
From what I could figure out, I think if it was about the music alone, then his issue was that he's gotten to the point in his playing where he's developed a high expectation of himself that's ahead of where he's at technically. I never reinforce negative attitudes towards making mistakes in class. I just say, "and again", or " try that again" and just encourage them to repeat things until they get it.
His lessons recently switched to an earlier time, right when he gets home from school, so I'm wondering if he's tired, as he doesn't get some time to wind down from his day, before he has his lesson anymore. He's also just gone up a year at school this month, so I wonder if that has something to do with it, too.
But I guess my question is to those of you who have raised children. If something like this happens, where's the line between taking them in your arms for a while and comforting them, versus encouraging them to... well get a handle on it and pick themselves up and push through.
I mean, my instinctual reaction was to comfort him (God, I just wanted to hold him, really, and let him cry). I've known him over two years, but his mum knows him a million times better than me. I can see that part of a parents job is to teach resilience and how to cope with problems and stuff like that. But in that moment, the last thing I would have done would be to start diverting the situation and get him to smile.
I have absolutely no experience of parenting, so I just wanted others views on it please.
We started the lesson and were working on a certain part of a song. After each run-through, he seemed to get more and more frustrated, but I couldn't really figure out why, as he was pretty much getting the part right every time. I asked him what was wrong and he said there's a part he couldn't play, and kept getting wrong.
Something seemed 'off' so I asked him if everything was okay. His mum in the other room heard me say this and came to the doorway to say, "What's wrong R___?"
At this point, he just broke down in tears. This has never happened before. We usually have fun and he's a bright and cheerful boy. I asked him if it was about the music or maybe something else had happened? But he said it was about the music and because he couldn't play it. Again this was 'off' because as a student, every lesson we look at things he can't play, and he tries it over and over - getting it wrong and struggling with it - until he masters it, but has never broken down like this.
I think about 10 seconds must have gone by, which felt like ages, and I was just looking at him and then his mum, and then him and then his mum, expecting her to do something or say something, but she was just looking, waiting. I think maybe she was weighing up what she thought might be up with him.
I felt really powerless. I wanted to say, "hey, hey, come here" and hold him, and with his mum not acting, I just put my hand on his shoulder to try to comfort him in some way.
So then she came over to him (maybe she'd thought out how she wanted to approach it by then) and came at it from an encouraging place of, "Come on, R___, take some breaths, in through the nose, out through the mouth. There's days and times when I want to have a good cry but I can't; I have to keep on doing the things that need to be done. Don't just give up." She then started diverting, telling me how she'd had three of his friends at the house that morning and how, "you were laughing and playing and joking then, weren't you, R___"
And then she said something to get him to smile. It may have even been, "come on now, let's have a smile", and I had to watch him force this false smile and betray his feelings.
After she left the room, I said to him that it's okay to cry because sometimes if we hold it in it can make things worse and we can end up getting angry or something.
From what I could figure out, I think if it was about the music alone, then his issue was that he's gotten to the point in his playing where he's developed a high expectation of himself that's ahead of where he's at technically. I never reinforce negative attitudes towards making mistakes in class. I just say, "and again", or " try that again" and just encourage them to repeat things until they get it.
His lessons recently switched to an earlier time, right when he gets home from school, so I'm wondering if he's tired, as he doesn't get some time to wind down from his day, before he has his lesson anymore. He's also just gone up a year at school this month, so I wonder if that has something to do with it, too.
But I guess my question is to those of you who have raised children. If something like this happens, where's the line between taking them in your arms for a while and comforting them, versus encouraging them to... well get a handle on it and pick themselves up and push through.
I mean, my instinctual reaction was to comfort him (God, I just wanted to hold him, really, and let him cry). I've known him over two years, but his mum knows him a million times better than me. I can see that part of a parents job is to teach resilience and how to cope with problems and stuff like that. But in that moment, the last thing I would have done would be to start diverting the situation and get him to smile.
I have absolutely no experience of parenting, so I just wanted others views on it please.
Maybe in the course of his lesson mix it up by going back to something he does really well now and again, just to keep that sense of success going?