Thursday, June 11, 2015

On Top of Tap

For months I've felt lost at tap class. The steps have been complicated and I've been slow to learn them. "The thing is," I've admitted to my teacher, Candy, "I tend to think of a foot as a foot — not a toe, ball and heel."

"Oh, that's not good for tap," Candy said.

For some reason though, I was on last night. I did back-ups and push-backs and even mastered a bit of the not-so-aptly named Happy Warmup.

I can explain my sudden improvement. This was the last class for several weeks. Our annual break is coming up. My feet obviously knew this. They were putting on a show, the final volley of fireworks, throwing it all up in the air before taking a well-earned rest.

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