...Dancing, Salah, Les Twins...

...The Beginning (Part 2)...

My parents always made sure I can be independent. So they left me in front of the music school doors and I had to manage to go to the classroom and join my lesson. What they didn't know was almost everytime those boys were waiting for me at the entrance and they shared days to know who could carry me to the classroom! I always have been comfortable with male world (this sentence has its importance, you'll see no worries!).

Let's just say that I live with music. There's not one minute (even at work) but I hear a song or a resonance doesn't come to brush my ear... Silence? I don't know that: if there's no music in my ears, I have it in my mind. "Always moving!" said my parents continuously... And yes, I grooved and hit everytime, making my own rhythms in my head. My djembé is a part of me (it's the same since the beginning, it never left me!), I can't get rid of it!

With the music, dancing came naturally. I started with a little bit of Rock and Salsa during village parties and some local companies with my mom. But gym really pushed me to go far. I discovered a way of being, to express myself and to open my mind thanks to the gym. It was in full adolescence, then necessarily I began looking what corresponded to me the best. To move from Brittany to Toulouse were a shock when I was 15 but good. It made me to know myself. I was a new one and I had to show to people who I am.

One of my main personality trait is that I truly don't like to do as everybody. I know: a lot of people say "Everybody say that but at least we're the same!". Well not me. From the moment I have the possibility, the eventuality indeed the tiny chance to say, to do or to think differently, I do it. It became natural what makes I don't even realize it anymore. In Brittany where I lived, it was necessary to pay attention: people knew each other, rumors and hearsay circulated fast... That's why everybody knew me! I was called Calamity Jane and everybody knew it!

Fortunately for my parents I rarely disgraced them because I am at ease with myself, and I also claim my way of being. So it wasn't absurd in my parents eyes. I explain it to talk about Toulouse: it was really hard to fit in this huge city and this college that look like a city-state. People laugh at you're blue, wearing a rainbow dress with a feather stuck in behind. Each its personality.

To continue in my momentum of "Difference", the first school day of tenth grad with more than 800 tenth grad students, everybody had noticed me: the day before I played basketball with my neighbors in our dead end where we lived (Colomiers). In one against one my opponent had made for me a feint into which I had not bitten. We hit our head but his forehead and my eyebrow arch. The first school day I came in this city-state with a black eye and an eyebrow as big as an egg with uncertain colors. Everybody called me "The Clown".

Once again I explain all this to show how much I like the difference and I like being there! Girls (women) are not my strong point (see what concern the higher quoted male world). But some of them knew how to approach me and to intrigue me: Nathalie. She was my first big and real female friend. What a rare thing to me because generally I am little bit estimated by the feminine tribe given my character. BUT she has been here with me the past years

She gave me so much as I did. Wanting all the time of changes and the gymnastics missing me, I pulled Nath to follow myself in the Hip-Hop world: movies, musics, dancing videos... The Eureka! was with the movie You Got Served. Yes, this movie was a truly revelation to me! Men (see once again the male world...) dancing to quarter the members, on hard-hitting songs, lively musics with percussions which had an absolutely divine tone in my ears... Those battles... I had to see it by myself, with my eyes! I finally pulled Nath and harldy convince her to help me in my web searches... Until the first Battle day, a real one!