This post is dedicated to the most wonderful woman alive. She is the epitamy of woman, what I admire and respect, how I want to be, the way I want to conduct myself in public. I am sure there are a few ways in which we seperate, most of our differences being generational, but this woman is the one woman I have ever really looked up to. When I was pretty young there was a woman at my church that I admired but I never really wanted to be like her. I just thought she was pretty and had a good singing voice. But this woman, she is like a goddess. First of all, she is one of the most beautiful older women I have ever seen. For a white woman she has aged extremely gracefully. She is in magnificent shape, way better than my own and she has her hair cut into the cutest bob ever. She also has these grey blue eyes that look at you like she can see into your soul.
Second of all, she is by far one of the smartest people I have ever met. She isn't in your face about it either. She has some degree in like geology or something but she teaches courses at stout in technology and transportation systems. She lives on her own little farm thing and just last year decided that she was going to start making her own honey. So she is now a professor, a rugby coach (one of the most respected in the country) and bee keeper. She really lives out her ideals as she is involved in organic farming and lives (arguably) communally within her community.
Thirdly, Martha never loses her head or her cool. She has been my coach now for four years. I have never seen her yell or lose focus. She has gotten mad at our team possibly twice and it was not for screwing up but for not keeping focused on practice. Martha doesn't really get mad though, Martha gets "dissapointed" which is far worse. I would rather endure a thousands screaming matches with my mother than have Martha dissapointed in me.
Fourthly, Martha doesn't act like she is above you. She isn't condescending although sometimes you feel like she is talking down to you. The difference is like if God were talking down to you. You deserve it. He is above you. This is how I feel about Martha. She doesn't assume that she knows more than you, she just does. Hence, I feel a bit of terror asking her questions, but the funny part of it is that Martha is actually shy. She's a bit socially akward when you really get to know her and I love it because it shows her humanity and how she constantly has to overcome this in coaching situations.
Lastly, Martha is amazing at everything she does. She decides exactly what she is going to do and she does it. She does not fail. When she does fail at things she just does them again and again until she can do them perfectly. I think the key to Martha's success is that she is not afraid to fail and thus she rarely does. She breaks things down to managable pods and just works and works and learns and then bestows her amazing knowledge on people like me. She is one of the best rugby players I have ever seen and definately the best coach I have ever had. I want to have that sheer determination that governs Martha's life. She has such a strict schedule yet she is well balanced. She knows her priorities yet she makes room for change. In Martha I see the way women are meant to be. Strong, wise, smart, capable, aware of their limitations yet always pushing past them. Her presence inspires me. When I am around her I want to copy her every action. She is a fucking machine, a gorgeous monstrous smart robot computer.
I think that the only fictional character that I have ever thought of that reminds me of Martha is Dumbledore from Harry Potter. Possibly Aaragon from Lord of The Rings. As soon as I figure out how to post photos, I am going to put one off the U of M website up here. Peace.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
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