I kept putting more and more choreography together. To be honest, it bored me. I knew I had to do something, but I had no clue what. I asked if I could stand on a girl's legs (Emily's) that were stretched out as she was leaning on the wall. Yes, it was very bizarre, but it lead me to the ideas I needed. I balanced on one leg, bending my right leg behind me in what is known as "back attitude" in ballet. I grabbed her hands telling her to keep her arms tight.
"Do you want to be in my dance," I asked her while still standing on her legs.
"Sure," she replied.
and we began...
I had ideas racing through my head (finally). We spun and twirled, made her into what would be presented as my "dance teacher." We did flips and all of my favorite steps. She learned so much, having no former dance experience. I had a dance. It was perfect.
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