When I was a little girl my big sister Marie took me with her to dance class. She asked the teacher if I could participate and she agreed. There were a few of us little ones in the class. However, I was eventually kicked out. Why? I wanted to do my own thing. I thought it was a waste of time to do the same dance as everyone else.
I believe that my rebellion in that dance class was truly a representation of what kind person I would become..one who would not just go along with what the majority was doing. I was raised in East Oakland. A place where the majority of my peers were not trying to go to college, but I was. A place where many of the young people in my age group were smoking blunts, and I was not even going close. I actually got teased for being a "nerd," and I always saw it as a compliment because I knew that someday it would pay off. And I thank my hometown for preparing me for life!
Today my 2 year old has her dance class once again...our Saturday morning ritual. She definitely does her own thing. However, I will say that she doe s pick up the routines and does them when she feels like moving with the crowd. It will be interesting to see how this experience is manifested in her life in years to come. In the meantime, hopefully she will not get kicked out :)
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