Monday, March 1, 2010

Lets Dancee..lalallalalaa





I finally found my passion. Dancing. I remember my first trip to Russian Ballet Dance at Dewan Sri Pinang, in my hometown. It was exhilarating. It was a date between a five year old girl with her mother, to Sleeping Beauty by Russian Ballet Academy. For some weird reason, we were one of the first attendees there. Out of no where, this beautiful ballerina came up to us and ask whether I could be the young sleeping beauty in the opening of the show since theirs fall sick or something. As fearful as I was, I decided to go backstage to prepare for my role as the young sleeping beauty. Basically all I needed to do was to sit in a baby chair or sumthing while they carry me out on stage for a few minutes. But, while the company were busy dressing me up, I saw THE WITCH. A man in a scary witch costume, his hairy legs were actually that scared me off, as I was like why da the hell does a woman, even if she's a witch has SUPER HAIRY LEGS. I started crying ridiculously. Yup, the vision of the witch haunts me till today. The ballerinas, my mother and of course the witch tried to calm me down and I would not listen. I said, yeah screw this, I want out. There goes me trying out a stage show as early as five. P:S: That witch man shud have shave his damn legs!

My mother, who has her own vision for her daughter (which I greatly applaud) decided to put me in ballet at Greenapple Ballet Academy when I was eight (amongst other things she forced me to do). I hated it to bits, hated the atmosphere and the students there. As adventurous as I was, I was an anti-social sucker. I continued suffering in the class till I quit at 16, in grade 6. After 8 years of misery in my ballet class, my father decided ballet is a waste of time and he was adamant not to torture himself driving me to some stupid dancing class anymore.

Then I got to Buffalo, NY. For some reason I got sucked in into performing traditional dances during freshman year by Kak Asma. Performed for Malaysian Nite, and also African night (another story about this). Ever since my involvements in dancing freshman year, I quickly and unconsciously started choreographing dances for malaysian nite each year till my senior year. Also participated in dancing for charity event at Center For the Arts at University at Buffalo. Cool eih? But even as I performed each year, I could never shake off my stage fright.

After graduation 2006, I only dance in clubs. YEah Yeah. I finally got back to my groove by joining Salsa and Tango dances in Buffalo end of January 2010. Currently, I am just going to classes and going to social dances. And I lvoe it to pieces. After all the years of thinking being a ballerina sucks, I finally come to realize that I am ever so grateful to my early exposure in ballet for my keeness in rhythm and quick pick ups in the dance steps. But the biggest of all, my passion in dancing. I owe it to my mother and greenapple.

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