Memory Lapse

The Chester class moves ever on, the quality of the students gets better and better, but my memory doesn’t. The numbers were again about even, only requiring one extra lady. This meant of course that Viv was needed so I stayed to take the money. As the more advanced students arrived I simply could not remember any names. All the more embarrassing because there were ladies who I dance with and enjoy dancing with, who I really should remember. I have never had a good memory for names and faces, but as I get older it seems to get worse. All I can do is ask forgiveness, and maybe do my talking on the dance floor. While we waited Eric asked again for some extra coaching, always happy to oblige, though I wonder what anyone looking from outside would have thought of these two men moving in close embrace.

Had a few more beginners stay this week for a bit of intensive Bobing. It is nice to see that they are stopping on. I know from my own experience that once a class is over, students tend to be forgotten about and so wander off, because they do not want to hang around and wait for a chance to practice. I hope that I can fill the gap for them and entice more to stay until the practica. Our beginners are now able to join the practica and enjoy some dancing, as the room is quite small they are able to get a feeling of what a real milonga would be like and give me a small reminder of how to move in a crowded place again.

 

It seems that the same people appear wherever we go; it must simply be that there are people who go out and do something and those who do not.  We have started taking Salsa classes again, and every time we go we meet someone from our past. This week again we met someone with whom we danced many years ago. He has continued in other places and our paths have not crossed for ten years, yet here we again meet, all of us still dancing. What is really amazing is, that he lives so close, has danced continuously, yet our paths have not crossed for so long. People still tell me that there is nowhere to go; I guess that they just do not look past their television screens. There must be enough to do out there when two people who live so close can go out every night doing the same things and yet not meet for ten years.

I hear yet again over six million people saw Strictly Come Dancing this week, the shame is, we can’t get even one percent of them out into dance floors. Perhaps if it were not shown as such an exclusive pastime, with exotic costumes and personal training that would run into thousands, one or two would realise, anyone can dance.

Anyone can. When I started, our dance teacher said to Viv “he will never be able to dance” now some may still agree with her, I may never be Fred Astaire, but with time and commitment I think I have made quite a journey. I enjoy dancing, women enjoy dancing with me, you won’t see me on strictly, but I have what I want; fun.

I will keep plugging this message, over and over, you do not need to be the greatest dancer in the world, to enjoy it, but you will feel on top of the world when you do it.

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4 responses to “Memory Lapse

  1. tangobob

    Janis

    As I have often said, there is no such thing as two left feet, anyone who has seen me try to play football or tennis will testify, I am totally uncoordinated. If I can dance, then anyone can.
    Your long lost friend was probably mistaken identity, it happens to me all the time. Only the other day someone came up to me claiming to be my sister.

  2. jantango

    Bob,

    There are too many people who believe they can’t dance and never give it a try after watching the dance programs on television. If we had to measure up to those standards, we would be at home watching television instead of enjoying ourselves on the dance floor. Someone should produce the program, “So You Think You Can’t Dance” and prove that anyone can learn to dance. Even you proved it could be done.

    A woman came up to greet me the other night at Lo de Celia as if we were long lost friends. I acted as if I knew her, but I couldn’t remember her at all.

  3. tangobob

    Fortunately I remember yours, it can be very embarrasing though to look someone straight in the eyes and have no idea what their name is.

  4. Anna

    I’m also terrible at remembering names, but better with faces.
    “you do not need to be the greatest dancer in the world, to enjoy it”, very true.

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