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Student Night

That was awesome! Our belly dance class danced our last (for a while, anyhow) student night tonight. We all danced our hardest and our best. My favorite part was the after-show impromptu dancing: No script, no rules. Hilary slung a borrowed coin belt on Els’s daughter, and she shimmied with the rest of us. I’m so glad the Sunset Grill could host us for this one.

I remember poking my nose into the very same venue some fourteen years ago, having come to dance class for about six weeks. I was astonished at the beauty and poise of the dancers, and when our teacher beckoned me to go up on the dance floor with all the other dancers, I was terrified. All those people! Looking at me!

Tonight was different. Apart from a few jitters, I was fine. My fellow classmates probably noticed the hiccups while I was dancing, but I think, overall, my solo went well. And with the group pieces, well, I’m always going to be a little confused. But on stage that small, who can tell?

It was just wonderful!