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Dancing is no longer a problem for me but for most of my forty five years I have hated and avoided going anywhere that I might be called upon to dance. Actually that's not entirely accurate as apparently I liked dancing as a toddler but sometime during my childhood I developed a hatred of dancing. When I was aged twelve I clearly remember acute embarassment at being "made" to dance at my brother's wedding reception so it had happened by then and I have suffered ever since. Generally I avoid dancing venues but sometimes this is not possible. At family weddings and other obligatory events I fall back on doggedly insisting that I cannot dance and then patiently enduring the supposed encouragements of others such as claims that everyone can dance and advice that I just need to move to the music. Nowadays, none of this is true and I am thrilled to be able to say that not only can I dance but I quite enjoy it. Move importantly, I enjoy the idea that dancing is no longer a problem for me or a source of social embarassment and discomfort.
This all came about because a couple of years ago one of my relatives gave my partner and I a Salsa dancing experience day for Christmas. The actual gift came as a largish box containing a video and instruction book showing some basic steps, as well as a voucher that could be redeemed for a course of dancing lessons at any one of a large number of dancing clubs around the country. My partner still claims to have been as surprised as me at the gift but I know she had always wanted us to learn to dance and had mentioned Salsa lessons before, so I wonder if she dropped the hint on the basis that it would act as a little push to finally get me into a dance class.
One evening a few weeks after Christmas she cornered me into agreeing to give it a try so we took out the video and booklet and had a little go in the front room at home. This didn't go particularly well as neither of us could work out what we were supposed to be doing and we ended up collapsed on the floor in laughter at our mutual incompetence. Evidently this was something that you needed to learn first-hand. Unwilling to remain defeated and encouraged by our mutual incompetence, I agreed to us booking up a course of dance classes over the next few weeks.
Our first few lessons were a bit of a struggle. Part of this might have been the self-consciouness I felt, even though these were all strangers and I was openly there to learn. However I also felt I was being rather clumsy. In fact my initial experience of learning to dance reminded me of when I was learning to drive a car and I was concentrating so hard on the gears and peddles that I forgot to turn the stearing wheel. By the third or fourth lesson I was starting to feel like I had the knack of the basic steps and my confidence was bolstered by the arrival of some new recruits to the class who were as bad as we had been a few weeks before. I persevered and within a couple of months (about 7 to 8 lessons) I had reached the stage where although somewhat lacking in confidence I could competently lead a partner round the dance floor using basic Salsa steps and even throw in a few of the more advanced moves beyond the basic turns and spins.
A few weeks into lessons one of the tutors introduced some other related dances such as the Merengue. He also put on some more modern music and we had a session learning how to adapt Salsa steps to just about any style of music and dancing. This was a real eye-opener as I discovered I could quite easily dance without embarassment to a whole variety of musical styles including the types of pop music that previously would have sent me defensively scuttling to the bar.
After about half a year our circumstances changed and we could no longer go along to the Salsa classes. We had planned to find another class but it is something we didn't get around to and I haven't danced a Salsa for over a year now. However I have been to other events where there has been dancing including two weddings and a dinner-dance on a boat and I am thrilled to say that the lessons certainly paid off. You will no longer find me chaining myself to the bar like some kind of pop-phobic suffragette but keen to get up with the best of them. Having spent most of my life dreading songs such as Dancing Queen and Blame It On The Boogie, I now thoroughly enjoy getting up for a dance and the old self-consciousness has almost completely disappeared. I don't claim to be a brilliant dancer, in fact my kids tell me that I am "Dad Dancing" but the point is that I have gone from the crippling state of "I can't and I won't" to the wonderful position of being able to say "I can and I do".
Of course my partner is thrilled, both that she finally has someone to dance with at these events and at the many opportunities for her to deliver a well-deserved "I told you so" and she's right, she did tell me I could learn to dance if I wanted to and she was right all along. I don't know if I would ever have learnt to dance without the push of those initial lessons but they certainly worked and I will be eternally greatful that I no longer feel the urge to retreat when the music starts to play but can get up and join in, enjoying the dancing for no reason other than the simple fact that I can. Are you looking full ebook about this topicGet Full Ebook For This Article