[Noun; ~ Pronunciation: /pruh-fish-uh n-see/]
- Definition: Realising your skill set can grow, expand, with a little (or a lot of) time and devotion. Don’t give up on something you want but aren’t good at, not before you’ve really given it a fair try. Or two. Or ten.
“I glory in the fact that a human being has multiple talents and exercises them all with a degree of integrity and artistic proficiency. That’s what I do”
– Theodore Bikel –
When I was about four/five years old I thought I’d never know how to read. I am not sure if I’ve ever mentioned this before, but I think I did as the memory is funny to me and keeps popping up.
The thing was: I had two older sister who already could read. My parents could read, too, and so could my grandparents, my uncles and aunts, and everyone else I seemed to know. I felt stupid and upset and was sure I’d never, ever be able to read a text myself.
Today, my bookshelves are stuffed to their limits. That’s plural in both cases, yes. I even had to put a few less favourite books away because they no longer fit anywhere. Morale here: I was wrong. I did learn how to read, pretty good in fact (I once won a prize for reading out loud). My five-year-old me (up to a thirty-year-old me, I shamefully admit) didn’t realise there’s certain skills in life you can learn, even if you feel you’ll never be able to do so at first.
I feel exactly like my little-girl-me when I think about my coaching course. I know about the “learning curve”, which is low when you start out, questioning yourself whether you’re really up for it, and increases when you learn more and gain proficiency.
Me, I am at the start of that curve right now and I question myself a lot. But I know it’s normal and I’ll snap out of it. What I completely forgot about is how coaching someone is a skill, not a value. It’s not something you’re either born with or not, something you either have or lack. It’s something that can be taught.
Right now I feel like I’m just messing around without a clue and I keep receiving (valuable) feedback about the tons of things I do wrong. Because I am a theory person and this course is all about turning knowledge into practical skills. And this made me doubt myself, whether or not I’m a good coach.
Well, here’s the kicker: of course I am not a good coach. If I was, I wouldn’t need to go to school! Plus, the course has only just started, so there’s a whole year of improvement ahead of me! Geesh Sam, impatient much?
I’ll be fine. Coaching is a skill. So is reading. And in the end I became quite proficient at that; against all odds/my own predictions people finally managed to teach me how to read (turned out I was only being impatient, like I am now).
If learning how to read ended with me owning a lot of books, then I wonder what learning how to coach has in store for me ;)