Monday the kids started off the week excited. They did appear to have much previous experience, but lots of enthusiasm. There were probably nine or ten girls and three boys.
The second day the teacher began to string moves together. She has blond hair that flips across her shoulders. Her posture is strong and smooth, more ballet looking than hip hop, she looks like a satisfied cat.
Wednesday my son let me know we couldn’t watch his class anymore because he wanted Friday’s performance to be a surprise. He told me this as he dressed in two shirts and added a studded bracelet to his wardrobe.
Friday kids arrived with big smiles and lots of extra accessories. Girls had frilly skirts and boys had baggy clothes. And everyone’s hair had attitude.
Kicks and handstands moved a line of dancers across the room as family watched. Then the kids turned to watch themselves in the mirror, and performed a full routine. Justin gave himself to the music, his shoulders bowing with the beat.
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