The Joys of First Aid - Teaching Experience Number One

I say "Teaching Experience Number One" because I feel - or rather fear - that my recent First Aid trainer position will not be a first and last experience. I can safely say that mine and Raffia's paths are about to merge onto a new walkway within the British Red Cross, and that would indeed be trainer-hood.
On Friday we were chauffered to Buckie with manequins in hand to teach a "Save a Lyf" course to an audience we knew nothing about. We had no idea about the environment we'd be teaching in, nor the age range of the people involved. We also solidified our foundations for the course whilst in the car on the way there. So everything was made clear in a very rushed, last minute style.
On arrival to the large stone building in Buckie's Queen Street, the initial nerves faded away. It was a Day Care centre, and we were to be presenting the course to a group of adults - eleven in total - who were a mix of carers and adults with mental health issues. What was so wonderful about this little group of people was the fact that all of them were very willing to include themselves in the course activities, and all showed an interest in what we had to tell them.
They all attempted to answer our questions (a few times successfully) and they cottoned on to the techniques of CPR and the recovery position very quickly, which was surprising, because I can remember my first attempts at both and still finding it a bit hard to grasp.
They also enjoyed listening to the story myself and Raffia told (we were told it by the guy who's now going to continue training us to be trainers - confused? Hehe) which we told at the beginning of the session and left the ending as a cliff hanger, to be continued at the end of the course. However if it hadn't been for a rather switched-on member, we would have completely forgotten to tell them the ending!
This tale is a long story, but in short is based on several car crash scenarios, each a bit bloodsy-gutsy, and the perfect story to tell as an ice breaker because kids love the blood and adults squirm at the thought. It's an all-round winner, cos it catches everyone's attention! Plus the consequences of the story throw everyone, and allows them to focus on the main principles of first aid, which are:
1. Preserve Life
2. Limit worsening of the condition
3. Promote recovery.
There, now you've learnt something about First Aid from today's entry!
Anyway, the whole course was generally a success, and we were even able to answer the questions fired at us by our audience; questions which in the majority of cases weren't even based on the topics covered in the "Save a Lyf" course. I was impressed with both of our answers - we remembered things just off the tops of our heads! I suppose that's a compliment to the dude who trains us in the first place.
So now we're set to become fully qualified First Aid trainers, all thanks to Friday's success. We received a comment from a colleague, saying that we worked well together. My reply was, "Well, they don't call us partners in crime for nothing!"
I think we've just furthered our reputation, reinforced by the fact that according to our Boss, we now have a theme tune; "Here come the girls".