Last night another class of escuela bolera with a bit buleria. Again I came without enough sleeping hours, but this time with less stress. OK! A bit stressed, but this time because I was afraid that my friend would come and behave again like my enemy. Ilan was already there talking with two of the girls. Still at daily clothes, but it relaxed me. If he came alone... I meant to bring him a little gift for the exhibition and for he accepted to be my model. I was waiting too long and it wasn't ready. When I could talk I apologized. I told him what I meant to do without too many details and said that I hope to bring him to next week. At the place I took for changing my clothes didn't have much space. Great, now it was my fault.. No one wondered that I do it next to all. While I needed only to wear my shoes Ilan was more ready than I am. I asked him if the friend is about to come. He said that he didn't talk with her so he doesn't know. Last week she was so sure that he will come to lunch last weekend at her house... We had some time to talk. After that I took on my castanets. A moment later, a matter of few seconds - I started to bleed. Right at the finger nail next to the string of my right castanet. At my head started to run a story that Neta told many times about a flamenco dancer who was bleeding every night at the show from her finger nails. Neta said that this is flamenco - the passion makes bleeding. I wondered if this is the case. No, I'm not THAT good, it's escuela bolera and not a real flamenco, and I didn't start to dance yet anyway... I ran to the balcony to clean the blood and try to stop it. I got back to the start of class.
It started with the castanets drills of escuela bolera. My finger was bleeding a bit more. I made a try not think of it. At least it was over after a short while. Another drill of castanets. My thought probably weren't enough at the way I do it. Mijal didn't fix me for a while, this time she was correcting me twice before the drills has over - once about the playing itself and once about the way I was holding my elbows. And the looking girl made a try to be in the front of me as much as possible again. She didn't do it since the summer. I wondered how long it will take her to brake me a castanet with her elbow. She could, she almost went too much back more than once.
A long practice on the playing with music. Later on - dancing the end of escuela bolera, at least what we have now as an end. Once we did it all with playing and music. When we finished Mijal apologized. We made a bit more practice without the music. And making it in two groups - one only dance and the other one just play. I was at the first group which only danced. Trying it without playing confused me. I made some stupid mistakes. I still made a try although I was down that others see it. Ilan was at second group which danced. The looking girl was more in the front of me and I hardly could see. I went closer, so the dragon tattoo girl (no less) came to be too much in the front of me too. I could see that Ilan was in a worse position than I did. Although he has a lot of talent - he couldn't dance and gave up. He was at the front but went back at the middle and mostly looked. After that Mijal asked him what happened. He said "elephants". Mijal said that all are elephants. We worked a bit more on the part which was the hardest for him. And dancing all again - with playing and with music. Taking off the castanets.
I wondered if I have enough time to tell him that I'm more "elephants" than him, this is the only reason that I was bleeding, I'm sure about it. I didn't have enough time. We had the music of buleria and danced it - almost to the end. The looking girl made a mistake and others made it after her or stopped. We worked on the end. Dancing all again. And again. My friend came. Ilan and Mijal smiled to her and she smiled back from the balcony. Very fast she came to look from the studio itself - on others of course...
Working on the last steps. Ilan has been asked to do it alone. He made it. The friend of the happy one didn't accept to try alone. Other did it well or almost. My turn. Mijal asked me if I want to do it. Fine, what is the worst thing which can happen? Only thattime the lookinggirl "made a favour" and moved a bit. Well, the first steps are the hardest and I made a mistake. Mijal said that I will do it with the looking girl. OK, the worst happened! This time Mijal noticed mistakes of the looking girl. Great! So glad to see it!
We danced all the buleria few more time from start to end. Between classes Mijal said that since Wednesday we start a solea. Whoever in this class can go on, others can join if they wish to. I went to talk with Ilan. My friend was already next to him. He took his phone and went to use it. My friend started to talk with me. Hell, after last week I didn't feel like talking with her but I didn't have much choice now. Still looked like she got back to herself and she made a try to be sweet again. I told her we finished our dance and we'll have the solea instead the first idea. She heard. She asked me if I ever danced a solea. Of course! At the studio of Neta! My friend said it was too long ago and it's better to go back to it now. I said that I remember like I has also at a workshop (a moment after I got out the studio I my memory got back for I don't need to think - I had even on two workshops).I said that anyway it looks interesting to me to learn it from another teacher. Ilan got back and I could talk with him while my friend took a part in it. I said that he doesn't need to worry about being "elephants". He said that we all are "elephants' in this studio. Look what happened to my hand... THey both asked me whay do my hand is red and swollen. It isn't! I was bleeding from the finger nail! My friend had an idea why. I told them it happened a moment after I took on my castanets. They both said it's from passion...
It started with the castanets drills of escuela bolera. My finger was bleeding a bit more. I made a try not think of it. At least it was over after a short while. Another drill of castanets. My thought probably weren't enough at the way I do it. Mijal didn't fix me for a while, this time she was correcting me twice before the drills has over - once about the playing itself and once about the way I was holding my elbows. And the looking girl made a try to be in the front of me as much as possible again. She didn't do it since the summer. I wondered how long it will take her to brake me a castanet with her elbow. She could, she almost went too much back more than once.
A long practice on the playing with music. Later on - dancing the end of escuela bolera, at least what we have now as an end. Once we did it all with playing and music. When we finished Mijal apologized. We made a bit more practice without the music. And making it in two groups - one only dance and the other one just play. I was at the first group which only danced. Trying it without playing confused me. I made some stupid mistakes. I still made a try although I was down that others see it. Ilan was at second group which danced. The looking girl was more in the front of me and I hardly could see. I went closer, so the dragon tattoo girl (no less) came to be too much in the front of me too. I could see that Ilan was in a worse position than I did. Although he has a lot of talent - he couldn't dance and gave up. He was at the front but went back at the middle and mostly looked. After that Mijal asked him what happened. He said "elephants". Mijal said that all are elephants. We worked a bit more on the part which was the hardest for him. And dancing all again - with playing and with music. Taking off the castanets.
I wondered if I have enough time to tell him that I'm more "elephants" than him, this is the only reason that I was bleeding, I'm sure about it. I didn't have enough time. We had the music of buleria and danced it - almost to the end. The looking girl made a mistake and others made it after her or stopped. We worked on the end. Dancing all again. And again. My friend came. Ilan and Mijal smiled to her and she smiled back from the balcony. Very fast she came to look from the studio itself - on others of course...
Working on the last steps. Ilan has been asked to do it alone. He made it. The friend of the happy one didn't accept to try alone. Other did it well or almost. My turn. Mijal asked me if I want to do it. Fine, what is the worst thing which can happen? Only thattime the lookinggirl "made a favour" and moved a bit. Well, the first steps are the hardest and I made a mistake. Mijal said that I will do it with the looking girl. OK, the worst happened! This time Mijal noticed mistakes of the looking girl. Great! So glad to see it!
We danced all the buleria few more time from start to end. Between classes Mijal said that since Wednesday we start a solea. Whoever in this class can go on, others can join if they wish to. I went to talk with Ilan. My friend was already next to him. He took his phone and went to use it. My friend started to talk with me. Hell, after last week I didn't feel like talking with her but I didn't have much choice now. Still looked like she got back to herself and she made a try to be sweet again. I told her we finished our dance and we'll have the solea instead the first idea. She heard. She asked me if I ever danced a solea. Of course! At the studio of Neta! My friend said it was too long ago and it's better to go back to it now. I said that I remember like I has also at a workshop (a moment after I got out the studio I my memory got back for I don't need to think - I had even on two workshops).I said that anyway it looks interesting to me to learn it from another teacher. Ilan got back and I could talk with him while my friend took a part in it. I said that he doesn't need to worry about being "elephants". He said that we all are "elephants' in this studio. Look what happened to my hand... THey both asked me whay do my hand is red and swollen. It isn't! I was bleeding from the finger nail! My friend had an idea why. I told them it happened a moment after I took on my castanets. They both said it's from passion...
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