This is embarrassing. I have this new project, FindAQuiltTeacher.com. Great idea: teacher information is all in one place, one format, and easily accessible by program chairs and shop owners. One slight problem. I’m not listed yet. People have started to notice. I know. I SAID it was embarrassing.
So I’m filling out the forms to list myself, odd as that may be, and and I get to the part about the testimonials. Teachers get to include these, because it’s one thing to put yourself out there as an expert in Underwater Fusing, for example, but if somebody actually filled out an evaluation form after surviving your workshop and said you were top drawer, or sent you an email chock full of nice things about your fusing or your teaching, well that’s different. It adds legitimacy.
So far, I’m illegitimate. I know for sure that I have saved every email in which the writers have said kind things about my teaching ability, my matching socks, or the lack of food particles between my teeth. Where I have saved them, however, is a mystery.
I can’t find copies of my teaching evaluations either, even though I know I’ve saved those all the way back to 1983. I know I’m forbidden to read them until 6 months have passed. (I’m too thin skinned to read them right away. If I don’t get 100% perfect marks top to bottom I am depressed for days.) I know I saved them. I just can’t remember where. I’ve gone through the office, torn apart the basement, looked under the (shudder, flinch) cutting table in my studio. I am at a loss.
So, and this is truly embarrassing, I need your help. If you have taken a workshop or attended a lecture of mine and you had something positive to say about the experience (you stayed awake almost all the way through), and you were kind enough to write and tell me, would you mind doing it again? This is only if you would let me quote you. I’ll need your name, city and state, and where you might have run into me—guild, conference, the bottom of that hill over by the mall when I jammed on my breaks.
Please email me, rather than post to the blog. AmiSimms@aol.com
Again, I apologize for the fishing expedition. I am grateful for your assistance.
Thank you! I appreciate all the kind words. I feel as if I have attended my own wake!~~ Ami :)