I taught a private tribal belly dance/tribal fusion workshop to my intermediate student/friend Miss Neat Nancy K before class. I wavered back and forth about going but Nancy decided to hit the sticks, so I toss us both out on our collective asses and drove like a bat outta hell to ballet.
With the impending blizzard tomorrow, I don't want to be completely without ballet for a week. I belly dance daily - but I MUST go to ballet class because I don't really do well at making myself do it.
I run into Joel Hall, get registered and beat feet to the studio. I round the corner and BAM!! There are 11 women in class ALREADY!! ACK!
Side Bar: Where the HELL DID THEY COME FROM??
Menty: "They" appear to be multiplying...in triples.
Side Bar: Like got damn bunnies....ugh! BUT the potential for WTF Face is FANTASTIC!!
Menty: Finally! You do have an upside!
Another girl rounds the corner, sees me and just kinda stands there.
"Are you going to beginner ballet?" I ask.
"Ummm...yeah?" Lil Goth says (Dyed black hair, black eye liner, all black, but nude shoes - don't ask)
"Class is starting. You might want drop the coat and hustle for a spot at the barre." I say.
"OH! Ok." Lil Goth says and starts moving it too.
We run in, then run back out to get a barre to put on the floor. So there are 7 people are the stationary barres and 6 of us at the two floor barres. Me and Lil Goth have missed plie combination, but I've been coming long enough that I don't need the combination - but that doesn't mean I always do it right. BUMMER
We move to tendus, where MDB finds it pertinent to tell us that tendu is really battement tendu - which means beating stretch.
Side Bar: Ummm?? Really??
We do our tendus and MDB tells me to watch my hip - it's sticking out. I tell her it's my hoodie jacket.
She tells me she needs a riding crop..
Side Bar: Yo Mama!! (I said that mentally -even side bar isn't crazy enough to say that out loud ;)
MDB gives us this kinda tricky degage with plie, tombe in there. She can't remember the combination so she tries it again and then asks if that's right.
Side Bar yells NO!
We all laugh, she remembers and back to work. We make it through our ronde de jambes with fondu (hold the cheese, please - I'm lactose intolerant), frappes, battements in attitude and straight legged. We stretch at the barre and move to the floor combinations.
There are so many of us in class it's hard to find a place in the mirror. I end up next to Tall Black Chick -who henceforth will be known as the Giraffe. And I mean that in the long legged best way possible. I reminded her NOT to kick me.
I manage to keep my balance through the adagio and do my jumps at the barre. MDB even through in a little 'folk' jump in there to keep the changements interesting - i.e. meaning I screwed those up :) - sad but true. Then it was time to take it across the floor. MDB starts to count to which I say - There's 13 of us.
Everyone laughs - but it's just part of my OCB to know.
We handle the floor combinations ok, but some of the advance people and me (I'm not advance - so I'm separate :) applauded the WTF face owners at the ends of their combinations so they felt encouraged. I think it worked. I remember being WTF all the time.
But I must give it to the new WTF face girls - at least I didn't have to sissone, assemblage or glissade tonight ;)
At the end, one of the newbies/WTF face owners tells us that she took the free Joffrey friday night class, which was taught by Mr. Heinz. Her comments were interesting, but the most rememberable and funny was: OK, so this guy doesn't even speak ENGLISH!! - PRICELESS!!!
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