Officially start hard

So... Quite full this time. Some of the medium level class (includes the assistant and the other old woman, at least two others who I do respect came too). Not really saw new faces. Ilan was there and I sat next to him to tell him the cruel gossip. He knows that I write a blog, but he isn't of of the readers. It made him laugh, he said it possible to understand some things now (to him this dancer said that she was for years in Granada and he thinks that's impossible that it's years of Granada and to dance in her low level). In the middle - Neta popped out. She was busy with the music system. It looked like they are waiting for me to start the class. When I got back from changing - they all stood up and made a little warming - each to her/his own. When I joined - Neta told us to what should we expect this year from this class. It was a bit like the opening of Fame - you will pay for it with sweat. She said will sweat and meant it. The air conditioners worked and I hardly felt it. All were this way. A lot of legs' work for warming. I got few little fixings. The nice one and the bimbo came in late and joined fast. Later on - so did the fat woman who took her time to join. She got rushed. Hand warming. Like beginners. One thing I probably needed as a reminder. I'm not used any more to work on it slowly. And we all got sticks. We made a practice on contra tiempo - a thing that the legs in dance runs and makes a sound between the beats. It was hard but I liked it. That was a short thing. And go rounds over the studio. Neta asked us to do it in trios - when she say three students will make circles while others do palmas. I was surprised that she fixed me before we started that I'll be more closer to the mirror and be in the first trio. I was with with Ilan and the other man. The man from medium level had to get fixed by catching a focus and not to move his had too much, accept that... No fixings for us. Others needed some more fixings and not all looked sure in themselfs. The assistant was in a trio with the other old woman and with the fat one. The were the worst. It looked so heavy. The assistant got stuck to me from some reason when she finished and said that I really do it. No! And her hands too much got stuck on me. Go away....! In the last time we got claps after some fast ones. The assistant told Ilan that really dance and see us... Unlike her - we came to dance... With a little surprise - Einat came too. We all were happy to see her. Neta said it's too bad that she didn't come too see us earlier cause we were amazing. We worked on few steps and first class over. Half went out and finished for tonight. Now it was me, Ilan, the bimbo, one of the medium level class woman (who I know since last year), the fat woman and the snobbish woman. Neta asked Einat to join us cause she's there, no matter that she didn't bring her flamenco clothes and shoes. A bit of second warming. We got some papers with a song - a buleria that we worked on with Shuki last year. I said it's the buleria of Shuky. Neta said it isn't of Shuky, but it is a buleria, a traditional one. We sang it a bit (how much it's possible to call it sinning). And working on steps for buleria. And we danced a bit each to her/his own in the front of the mirror. Then - a circle. Starting improvisation in turns while who ever stands must do palmas (and better sing). The first one was the bimbo who was afraid and almost passed it. She wasn't ready that she have to do it although it's the main idea of this class. After her was the fat who had to ask some stupid questions before she started. So typical.... Ilan had to say something that made all of us laugh and finally she made a try. Although she didn't make a mistake - I still think it looked sad and heavy. Why does she try? I was the last one between non-pro dancers in this class. I was sure that I'll be afraid and it will be hard. Well, I wasn't afraid. I was shocked from the way it felt. Instead of being afraid - I just let it happen. I was sure that others are afraid at least as I am, and I came to learn. And let's not forget I did this try before. It felt right and while it was my turn - all fear was gone. I didn't make it perfect, but made it. After me - Ilan who made an entrance. I was sure that he has a much smaller reason from me to be afraid. Still - after his turn was over Neta said that she was waiting till he will relax. And we worked some more together on buleria, some with music and some without. In the end - the fat woman asked about classes of bata. Neta said that she isn't sure, if it will start - it will happen after the holidays. Too few wanted it this year. She said my name. No, I don't want it this year. Almost all gone. I was there with Neta, Ilan and Einat. I reminded Neta that it's those two classes and Sundays. She said that she remember (although she said that I am coming to bata classes too). I told her that I was much more relax in the second class and much less afraid than I could be last year. She said that it was easy to see it. Cool! And the upcoming show of Einat (the next date is two more weeks). I said that I saw that Neta is a day before will take a part in another show that includes many dancers and musicians. Einat said it's good it happen in another night cause she needs Neta to be a stage manager...