Tuesday, December 28, 2004

Belly Dancing III: The Final Assault

Sadly, belly dancing has come to a close. I found out after our lesson on Monday that there were only going to be five lessons because the instructor has performances this month and the studio will be closed for Chinese New Year. Maybe a new class will open on Tuesday nights in February, but seeing as I teach until 9pm, it isn't certain I'll be able to attend.

In what seems to be horrible irony, I've finally gotten good at it. I practiced my ass off (actually I practiced my ass up as it seems to be higher and more muscular than ever before) and mastered last week's move. He actually said that he was impressed and that I must have practiced alot as I was doing it perfectly. He even said that given how quickly I'd learned it, that if I kept at it, I'd be dancing soon. This happy news was then crushed 20 minutes later when I asked the desk clerk when we had to pay for the next month of lessons. The instructor never even told us that we'd only have 5 lessons or that that class was the final one!

I'm bummed that in five weeks of class, I've only learned three moves, no routines, and we didn't even get to shimmy! I was convinced that because he was only teaching one move per week and kept talking about how the first four lessons would be learning to control our bodies, that there would be more lessons in which we would learn to use that control for other movements. Oops, not really. He spent that last five minutes of class teaching us a weird combination that has us spinning around and then sitting on the floor all while dancing. It looks cool, but maybe we could have started practicing before class was almost over. It now seems that the class was a blow-off for the instructor, who often showed up late to class and seemed to decide the minute he walked into the classroom what he would be teaching us. He's a good dancer, but I'm not so sure he's a great teacher. In any case, I've heard tell of another bellydancing class across town at Salsa Cubana. I might have to check it out.

On the plus side, I'm more flexible than I was when I started and my roommate assures me that I look good doing whatever the hell it is I'm doing. I guess that's good enough for now!

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