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Dance is an expression, an epitome of how life depicts itself.
I learned how to dance today...Literally. I had my first lessons in my PE class today which was actually Line Dance. Only a few people know or have heard about it. And practically speaking, whenever I tell them (people who frantically ask the question, "Ano yung Line Dance?") what it is, it really blows me off.
Actually, the steps aren't that hard though. All you need is a sturdy feet and the guts to pull it off. Unlike other dances, such as the classin Street Jazz, you really need to have those groovin' skills in order to not humiliate yourself. In Line Dance, everyone would surely follow and learn.
Frankly, we dance in lines. Yes, that's true; the name speaks for itself. Geared up in a cowboy uniform (e.g. white blouse, maong pants and black, high-heeled, leather shoes) adds a little touch to it. The dance plays to the tune of Country or Western songs that I haven't heard before..ever.
But to be honest, I despise it. I admit that I am not a great dancer, but I could follow certain moves. I was actually expecting to have Tai Chi as my PE for this semester, but as it turned out, my second choice blew my chances. And Line Dance it is.
Maybe, I just feel terribly nervous about it. I am born with the fact that one way or another, I will get humiliated at having dancing as my subject. But then, what else can I do? I'm not the sporty type of person either. That is why I bounded for the lesser evil. Look at how it got me.
Nevertheless, I am not cursing it though. This could be one way that I could get to my inner side (huh?). There could be a lot of great things that might happen during my Line Dance lessons...Things that I don't expect that may have a big impact on my life. Well, that's too much to ask from a simple dance class, heh?
The only thing I can say about all of these for now:
Dance is an expression, an epitome of how life depicts itself...
...and if you have two left feet, you're bound for chaos.
originally written: 19 November 2003
date published in blog: 14 August 2004
journal entry in ENG 2
I learned how to dance today...Literally. I had my first lessons in my PE class today which was actually Line Dance. Only a few people know or have heard about it. And practically speaking, whenever I tell them (people who frantically ask the question, "Ano yung Line Dance?") what it is, it really blows me off.
Actually, the steps aren't that hard though. All you need is a sturdy feet and the guts to pull it off. Unlike other dances, such as the classin Street Jazz, you really need to have those groovin' skills in order to not humiliate yourself. In Line Dance, everyone would surely follow and learn.
Frankly, we dance in lines. Yes, that's true; the name speaks for itself. Geared up in a cowboy uniform (e.g. white blouse, maong pants and black, high-heeled, leather shoes) adds a little touch to it. The dance plays to the tune of Country or Western songs that I haven't heard before..ever.
But to be honest, I despise it. I admit that I am not a great dancer, but I could follow certain moves. I was actually expecting to have Tai Chi as my PE for this semester, but as it turned out, my second choice blew my chances. And Line Dance it is.
Maybe, I just feel terribly nervous about it. I am born with the fact that one way or another, I will get humiliated at having dancing as my subject. But then, what else can I do? I'm not the sporty type of person either. That is why I bounded for the lesser evil. Look at how it got me.
Nevertheless, I am not cursing it though. This could be one way that I could get to my inner side (huh?). There could be a lot of great things that might happen during my Line Dance lessons...Things that I don't expect that may have a big impact on my life. Well, that's too much to ask from a simple dance class, heh?
The only thing I can say about all of these for now:
Dance is an expression, an epitome of how life depicts itself...
...and if you have two left feet, you're bound for chaos.
originally written: 19 November 2003
date published in blog: 14 August 2004
journal entry in ENG 2
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