Stepping out Thursday nights at the JCC in NYC
Below is something that one sees frequently at a folk-dance session: A dancer who's in the circle giving hand signals and/or verbal directions to help show the person behind her/him or (for those daring--or dumb--enough to get into the circle before knowing a dance) next to to him/her how to do the dance. Watch the woman in the circle wearing a patterned top, starting at about 23 seconds. We folk dancers are a friendly bunch.
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From 7 to midnight?! Wow, that's a lot of instruction and dancing. Do you normally last the entire session?
I used to do Israeli folk dancing with lots of Yemenite dances thrown in for good measure, and I've also taken simcha dancing. Even if I couldn't always follow all the steps, I just loved the music and watching the litheness of the other dancers.
Thanks for giving us a taste of what you do.
Since my foot surgery and the subsequent appearance of that ganglion cyst on the same left sole, I rarely stay at a folk dance session for more than 1 1/2-2 hours. Also, I almost always take a break during the partner dances: As I've gotten older, I've found myself more prone to dizziness, and it's much more difficult to skip the spins in most partner dances. (What can I say? I'm a dizzy dame. :) ) But I, too, enjoy watching the "floor show" when I'm not dancing.
Hey that looks like the way we danced when I was a teen.
Used to go to weddings every week sometimes more, any excuse to go.
As long as we knew the guy gettin' married. There were like 30 of us we did hora 20 different styles.
(Sigh) I was in great shape then.
Sounds familiar. My husband and I danced a lot more often and a lot better when we were twenty-five years younger.
"I was in great shape then." Yeah, I know the feeling. These days, after the minor foot surgery and the ganglion cyst in the same foot, I do most of my folk dancing behind the circle and at half speed. But hey, at least I can still dance, so who cares?
Speaking of weddings, I hope I'll get to dance at my son's wedding, one of these years.
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