Met up with Sleepless and her cousin for dance class with none other than Juicy PSI as the instructor. We had quite the turnout for class – two full rows of women ready to make their own movement. The only open spot for me was front row – not my favorite place to be because of my dancing/coordination skills, or lack of. When I was a little girl, doing the step ball change to Music! Music! Music! by Teresa Brewer, my mother kindly and quickly pulled me out of dance class, “It’s for your own good – you’re not coordinated.”
Sleepless and I were following Juicy PSI’s choreography when Juicy PSI said something inaudible to Sleepless’ ears. Sleepless looked at me in confusion. “Anywhere,” I said, “She wants us to dance anywhere.” “Thanks for translating,” said Sleepless, and she was off to her favorite spot on the dance floor – the outside of it. As she made her way back to the center/group, I told her I have come to the conclusion that my mother was wrong. Dancing is not about coordination at all. We were all hanging on Juicy PSI’s every move – regardless of whether it was coordinated, choreographed or improvised – dancing is about having one person brave enough to lead. It is also about charging people at the beginning of class and making them sign a “No money back” clause at the same time (assuming, of course, I’m the instructor).