So, instead of the way it meant to be - the level I took was two hours in one evening. After the level of the professionals. When I came I could hear the flamenco from inside. The door of the studio was closed, but I could open all the size of it although my shoulder isn't in the best shape yet. There was someone outside who came in after me even that she was already there. It was her first time in this studio and she saw me somehow as a guide, never mind we don't know each other. She wanted to know where to change clothes, if it isn't my first time there, for whom to pay for the workshop....
In the level of the advanced were few of the dancers of Compas and there was Idit. For the level I took - there were two more dancers of Compas, a man who I didn't remember his name even that I saw him before and one of the girls. There were enough who were waiting to our turn accept us. And those from Compas who took the very advanced and Idit decided to stay for the other class. Jose took more and more times with the buleria her was teaching them. Then he let all of them take videos of him dance it alone. One girl who was sitting next to me asked what's happen now, a thing which didn't disturb her to take her own video. Then he called them to dance last time. The girl asked again over and over what's happen. Once again she took a video.
Between classes - Idit and I were talking. Still I hoped that nothing will go too bad with my shoulder.
Class has started. Jose started talking in Spanish. Not all there understood and he speaks English as well. Mijal asked him to move to English. It went on this way almost all class accept few words in Spanish. He said we'll do a farruca. Because he doesn't know all of us and our levels - we'll start and he will see us and how do we go on first, after that he will decide how far he will take us.
We had a short legs' warming. Jose walked between us.
And to the farruca. It was something really cool. One more palo that I really love and it was fun for me to dance again "like a man" because of it. Although there was only one male student - Jose encouraged all of us to move and think like men. He's a good teacher. It could be perfect but... My shoulder! I didn't feel pains, but it made me very weak too soon. And the male student... He suppose to be a professional dancer! Don't tell me he isn't cause I saw him on stage in pro shows. Jose fixed him twice or three times. That's still fine cause one came to teach, the other one came to learn. The problem for me with him - I'm used to feel like air and that people try to step on me. My dad even laugh at me that even if I'll be in a soccer field in the rain with two more people - someone will try to step on me. I already have my own ways to get out of it. Still it surprise me every time, mostly when it comes from a pro. I was in the edge, he was in the centre of the studio. In one point of the farruca, the same point each time - he felt like all studio belongs to him. Well, the edge became his. I had to move for he won't run over me. In the first time it happened - Jose noticed and helped me in a way which didn't hurt anyone. He said we're too much on the edge, so let's all of us move over much more to the other edge.
Later on he moved again between us for all will see him. There was a part near the end that he danced right behind me. It helped me a bit with the guy who wanted to run over me, but it made me a bit confused and I made a stupid mistake. Jose just smiled. I think that that was once again he was protecting me, but I can't be sure.
Ok, dance all the farruca three more times from the start till the end. After - we can take videos. He made his promise. After dancing again and again - he danced alone for we could all take videos. Still he asked that the videos won't get for YouTube or anything like this. Once he started and stopped after a short part. He made a mistake, so he started all over again. And all of us together again - all the farruca.
After that - he said that he enjoyed teaching us. All of us in a high level but we all still have what to learn.
I thanked him and asked to have a photo with him. A 15 years old girl again... Never mind. This is still one of the lonely things which keeps me feel young. He accepted. I asked him if I can upload the photo. He accepted. After that - some more asked for photos with him.
At the "balcony" - I was there alone when he came up. He looked like he can't any more. I asked him if he's fine. The stares, the floor.... Somehow I found out myself telling him about my shoulder and the fact I still enjoyed his workshop. He asked me to take care. I went to the loo. He was waiting. The pro dancer who came to learn started to call him loud. It was a surrealistic end for this workshop
In the level of the advanced were few of the dancers of Compas and there was Idit. For the level I took - there were two more dancers of Compas, a man who I didn't remember his name even that I saw him before and one of the girls. There were enough who were waiting to our turn accept us. And those from Compas who took the very advanced and Idit decided to stay for the other class. Jose took more and more times with the buleria her was teaching them. Then he let all of them take videos of him dance it alone. One girl who was sitting next to me asked what's happen now, a thing which didn't disturb her to take her own video. Then he called them to dance last time. The girl asked again over and over what's happen. Once again she took a video.
Between classes - Idit and I were talking. Still I hoped that nothing will go too bad with my shoulder.
Class has started. Jose started talking in Spanish. Not all there understood and he speaks English as well. Mijal asked him to move to English. It went on this way almost all class accept few words in Spanish. He said we'll do a farruca. Because he doesn't know all of us and our levels - we'll start and he will see us and how do we go on first, after that he will decide how far he will take us.
We had a short legs' warming. Jose walked between us.
And to the farruca. It was something really cool. One more palo that I really love and it was fun for me to dance again "like a man" because of it. Although there was only one male student - Jose encouraged all of us to move and think like men. He's a good teacher. It could be perfect but... My shoulder! I didn't feel pains, but it made me very weak too soon. And the male student... He suppose to be a professional dancer! Don't tell me he isn't cause I saw him on stage in pro shows. Jose fixed him twice or three times. That's still fine cause one came to teach, the other one came to learn. The problem for me with him - I'm used to feel like air and that people try to step on me. My dad even laugh at me that even if I'll be in a soccer field in the rain with two more people - someone will try to step on me. I already have my own ways to get out of it. Still it surprise me every time, mostly when it comes from a pro. I was in the edge, he was in the centre of the studio. In one point of the farruca, the same point each time - he felt like all studio belongs to him. Well, the edge became his. I had to move for he won't run over me. In the first time it happened - Jose noticed and helped me in a way which didn't hurt anyone. He said we're too much on the edge, so let's all of us move over much more to the other edge.
Later on he moved again between us for all will see him. There was a part near the end that he danced right behind me. It helped me a bit with the guy who wanted to run over me, but it made me a bit confused and I made a stupid mistake. Jose just smiled. I think that that was once again he was protecting me, but I can't be sure.
Ok, dance all the farruca three more times from the start till the end. After - we can take videos. He made his promise. After dancing again and again - he danced alone for we could all take videos. Still he asked that the videos won't get for YouTube or anything like this. Once he started and stopped after a short part. He made a mistake, so he started all over again. And all of us together again - all the farruca.
After that - he said that he enjoyed teaching us. All of us in a high level but we all still have what to learn.
I thanked him and asked to have a photo with him. A 15 years old girl again... Never mind. This is still one of the lonely things which keeps me feel young. He accepted. I asked him if I can upload the photo. He accepted. After that - some more asked for photos with him.
At the "balcony" - I was there alone when he came up. He looked like he can't any more. I asked him if he's fine. The stares, the floor.... Somehow I found out myself telling him about my shoulder and the fact I still enjoyed his workshop. He asked me to take care. I went to the loo. He was waiting. The pro dancer who came to learn started to call him loud. It was a surrealistic end for this workshop
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