Alkuintroa lukuunottamatta kirjoittelen tämän postauksen englanniksi, jotta ihanainen opettajammekin voisi sen lukea. Kärsikää siis vajavaisista nyansseista ja muista krumeluureista, joita en kerta kaikkiaan osaa edes suomeksi ;)
The day came that I had been expecting for one full year. The year which was all so nice, filled with personal training classes and a new start for working life + multiple new wonderful friends. I had fell in love with Joaquims style and his heartfelt teaching methods the year before, when he first came in to our dance school.
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| Welcome to the dancefloor... |
So monday arrived with pouring rain. I came in to dance school so pissed of from the working day at the office. Once I saw Joaquim and all my lovely dance friends it hit me: "I can't, I don't know how to, I'm out of shape, Somebody rescue me!!!". Well, there I was, and nowhere to run.
I found my place somewhere in the middle of the ocean of people. After ten minutes I thought I was going to die out of heat in the classroom. But then Joaquim noticed me, a little nod and a smiling "Hi!" and I forgot the heat and the fact that I couldn't do even a decent pliée...
And then came the flow, as it did the year before. I didn't know the steps, but I was dancing in my own zone. The place where I rocked the hell out of the choreography! Don't know if anyone else noticed, but it didn't matter. I loved it.
Dancing is the thing for me, the one and only.
Thanks Joaquim for making me feel the passion and the heat!
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