So, because it's still pretty new to me and with lots of information - I went to the studio of Mijal for a regular class instead of the workshop. The workshop will wait till tomorrow.
I was the first of my class to come this time. A big surprise. Still the end of the very advanced class. There was a dancer there who doesn't have a connection to Mijal, but wanted to try. It probably was a bit too much for her in this class. I wondered if to tell Ilan this time. He knows her too and even better than I do. Never mind, it can wait. Between classes we said hello to each other. Now I'm really sure that she recognize me too cause she looked happy to see me. She stayed for the next class.
When our class has started - almost all girls were there. The happy one asked for some music from the class of men. Mijal let us hear something and we made the hands' warming. After that she asked the happy one if that was the music she meant for. The happy one said no, but it doesn't matter. Then Mijal said that she received a free publicity. Some neighbours complained about the noise. They don't really care about the noise, they care about that the person who rent to them near the studio didn't tell them. It get to the TV. They called Keren who do the job of publicity and asked for respond. At the article at the TV they even showed the studio from outside and said that by the way - there is a national flamenco company and they do rehearsals and classes there. Mijal said that she asked Keren how didn't she tell her about it. The answer for it....
We started to make legs' warming. At the start - just warming. One of the girls who usually next to me came. She stood almost on me. Till the rest of class - she didn't stop moving even when it wasn't needed, something about her wasn't in silence. She didn't give me space all the time and sometimes I couldn't see things because of the places she stood in. It made me nervous. The warming changed to make legs' drill on the beat of siguiryia. I still don't remember all steps and still it feel easier. I have less surprises. Even the step which I hate started to fell like I just need to practice and will be some hope for me.
The dancer went up. Ilan came. He noticed me and signed me "hello" only after he was up at the balcony and had a talk with that dancer. She went away. We had a weird brake. Mijal was talking at her office with a stranger who brought his little daughter to watch. I started to wonder if I have enough time to go up for talking with Ilan or that he's about to go down. He wasn't hurry and till I dared to think of going up - the class went on.
We danced all the liviana (at least all we have till now) twice. I noticed that Ilan is looking at me at the parts which I still don't do well. The thought of what a terrible impression did I give him (although he knows what I worth) seemed really scary to me. He went down after the second time we danced.
We started to practice some of the steps from the liviana. When we started to work on new ones (which some of them were at the siguiryia before) - Mijal asked Ilan to join us. After a long practice - we danced once again. I felt that I still do it weak. Still Mijal signed me that I do well when she looked at me.
At the end of class Mijal said that she's proud in us. Most of the group starts to have a personality in this dance, all of us become better with or without it. After she was talking about another class which probably won't be again - I started to talk with Ilan. I told him that I thought to tell him about that dancer. He thought that I meant for a warning although I didn't. I said that he probably think that I'm horrible by the things he saw from the balcony. He said that no, everyone learn. I said that I want to show him something. He said that he doesn't have time for a video. I told him that I meant for the new fan. He said that he won't go up with me. I went up hurry to bring it. At the way back - Mijal was there with a cigarette. Never mind the smell and the cancer - it went into my dress. My best dress! We both started to "clean" it from my dress. I came to Ilan. He was talking with one of the men from Mijal's company. They stopped their conversation when I came. I said "hi" to the other one who just looked at me like he's angry. I took out my new fan and opened it. Ilan was impressed, the other one still looked angry. I showed him also my new hairpins. He asked me why don't I already with it in my hair for getting used to it. Fine, I'll start tomorrow at the workshop.
I still had to go through my parents' house before I came to mine
I was the first of my class to come this time. A big surprise. Still the end of the very advanced class. There was a dancer there who doesn't have a connection to Mijal, but wanted to try. It probably was a bit too much for her in this class. I wondered if to tell Ilan this time. He knows her too and even better than I do. Never mind, it can wait. Between classes we said hello to each other. Now I'm really sure that she recognize me too cause she looked happy to see me. She stayed for the next class.
When our class has started - almost all girls were there. The happy one asked for some music from the class of men. Mijal let us hear something and we made the hands' warming. After that she asked the happy one if that was the music she meant for. The happy one said no, but it doesn't matter. Then Mijal said that she received a free publicity. Some neighbours complained about the noise. They don't really care about the noise, they care about that the person who rent to them near the studio didn't tell them. It get to the TV. They called Keren who do the job of publicity and asked for respond. At the article at the TV they even showed the studio from outside and said that by the way - there is a national flamenco company and they do rehearsals and classes there. Mijal said that she asked Keren how didn't she tell her about it. The answer for it....
We started to make legs' warming. At the start - just warming. One of the girls who usually next to me came. She stood almost on me. Till the rest of class - she didn't stop moving even when it wasn't needed, something about her wasn't in silence. She didn't give me space all the time and sometimes I couldn't see things because of the places she stood in. It made me nervous. The warming changed to make legs' drill on the beat of siguiryia. I still don't remember all steps and still it feel easier. I have less surprises. Even the step which I hate started to fell like I just need to practice and will be some hope for me.
The dancer went up. Ilan came. He noticed me and signed me "hello" only after he was up at the balcony and had a talk with that dancer. She went away. We had a weird brake. Mijal was talking at her office with a stranger who brought his little daughter to watch. I started to wonder if I have enough time to go up for talking with Ilan or that he's about to go down. He wasn't hurry and till I dared to think of going up - the class went on.
We danced all the liviana (at least all we have till now) twice. I noticed that Ilan is looking at me at the parts which I still don't do well. The thought of what a terrible impression did I give him (although he knows what I worth) seemed really scary to me. He went down after the second time we danced.
We started to practice some of the steps from the liviana. When we started to work on new ones (which some of them were at the siguiryia before) - Mijal asked Ilan to join us. After a long practice - we danced once again. I felt that I still do it weak. Still Mijal signed me that I do well when she looked at me.
At the end of class Mijal said that she's proud in us. Most of the group starts to have a personality in this dance, all of us become better with or without it. After she was talking about another class which probably won't be again - I started to talk with Ilan. I told him that I thought to tell him about that dancer. He thought that I meant for a warning although I didn't. I said that he probably think that I'm horrible by the things he saw from the balcony. He said that no, everyone learn. I said that I want to show him something. He said that he doesn't have time for a video. I told him that I meant for the new fan. He said that he won't go up with me. I went up hurry to bring it. At the way back - Mijal was there with a cigarette. Never mind the smell and the cancer - it went into my dress. My best dress! We both started to "clean" it from my dress. I came to Ilan. He was talking with one of the men from Mijal's company. They stopped their conversation when I came. I said "hi" to the other one who just looked at me like he's angry. I took out my new fan and opened it. Ilan was impressed, the other one still looked angry. I showed him also my new hairpins. He asked me why don't I already with it in my hair for getting used to it. Fine, I'll start tomorrow at the workshop.
I still had to go through my parents' house before I came to mine
Le dediqué un poema flamenco en mi blog. Puede leerlo aqui:
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Gracias por la inspiración
Muchas gracias Jose por la cancion! Es muy bonita
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