I spent years in Ballet. Then my chest grew and my legs didn’t and the teachers “guided” me to “other” choices. I then spent years doing Jazz and Modern. I’m a big girl who isn’t built like a dancer, but I can move. I was good, if not particularly svelte. I felt good about what I could do. Then I tried Tap. And failed. Wildly. So I gave it up. Years later I discovered Bellydance. Dancing barefoot and shaking all those things one held tight and firm in other dance styles was freeing. Again, I got to a point where I felt fairly good about what I could do. But the thing about Tap always nagged. I’m not one to give up. So here I am, decades later, trying Tap again. And I suck. But that’s okay. I am at a point in my life where it is okay to struggle. I’m sticking with it for as long as it takes. Will check back if I ever get the basic moves down!
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