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A Cute True Story

More than fifty years ago, my mother's father went to a dance. Back then that was how you met people.

The room was divided into two sides. The guys were standing near one wall, and the girls were at the other. In the middle were a few couples dancing, but more prominent was the wide open space that separated the two groups.

No man's land.

Why Dance?!

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Why dance?! Why not? For me, dancing is more than something you do for fun at the obligatory school disco at the timid age of 11; it’s more than the Google definition, where it’s supposedly a number of steps performed rhythmically to music. To me, dance is quite frankly, my life. It’s an art form, a way to express emotion through any which way of movement or stillness you wish.

Dance never interested me until the feeble age of about 13, I was casted as an extra/dancer in the school play ‘Grease’. “Dancer” I thought? ‘No way’, I told myself. Little at this point did I know that it would be enough to inspire me to take my study of dance further. GCSE, GCE and now degree level at university.

The truth is that I lost my passion for dance straight after school, I was keen to apply to Laban at the age of 17 to study dance and hopefully become a performer. I guess I wasn’t ready at that age to take the plunge, so I sat back, began a degree that I wasn’t interested in, dropped out, got into full time work and a tedious routine.

5 years it took for the routine to shift, events in my life took a turn and I duly found my way back to the path that I’ve desired, since that school play at 13. I guess everything really does happen for a reason.

Anyway, this entry is just a little introduction to my new blog. There will be regular updates, videos, photos etc. of what I get up to in my dancing life so please follow if you’re interested!

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