What a trip! Which way to start...
Beautiful meetings, beautiful things to be seen, magnificent and exhausting experiment... But especially an awareness on myself and my capacities, my temperament...
I realized several things about my dance and my feelings.
Feelings... If I had known a day when I was going to live that. I'm going to try to put things in the order: first of all arrived on Novalja, the Island of Pag, alone and resourceful person ^^. Thank you English! First arrival on the camp of Adria Dance Camp after some events by bus and on foot...
The atmosphere on arrival already tempted: the welcoming staff, charming people and completely weird as I love (no restraint, no shame nor embarrassment, an ease of communication... That helps to put in the mood!)
Other dancers arrive... All younger than the others, tens and dozens of girls meadow pubescent (but where I fell? Is it a Hip-Hop dancing camp or is it a center of aestheticism?). The girls and I that makes twelve (french expression to say I don't like girls). But the teenagers / girls and I, it's the insured divorce! I wasn't really serene...
I thus began myself in "Observation" mode as usual. I was quickly able to spot the "floozies" and other troublemaker pests who shows off from their meter forty. Next...
First meal: I sit down next to a big blonde who has a closed face, but who seems determined... What she released intrigued me enormously, then I wanted to see that closer: it turned out that her ambition and her motivation for Dancing perspired of her attitude and her posture.
Naturally I didn't made a mistake about her. The staff begins to put some music to liven things up: neither one nor two, she and I come down to go to dance a little. And there a crush! The same style, even vibe, the same energy and even steps (for the greater part) than me! Obviously, we spent the week together, only she and I!
The first workshops begin, big crush for Mike Song and Koharu Sugawara! By the way, if they dance with Les Twins, I don't answer this world anymore! Their musicality and their feelings which they release through their choreos are just... Awwww! Their personality will remain for ever engraved in my memory! I was able, thanks to them, to open my heart... This is my first awareness. Moreover that was noticeable: very quickly some people came to speak to me.
It's necessary to know that everybody thought that I was German, given my excellent English, 80 % of the dancers were girls, and on all the dancers, we were only 20 adults. The groups fast formed!
I began to get along well with the staff and some grown-up dancers (each were professional dancers!) and every evening we were together draging on with the guests and the teachers... Just awesome! As a result, I realized to what extent I could trust my personality, because I didn't go unnoticed and many people wished my address and phone number to invite me and/or meet me again next year or before in other places!
My dance... I gave everything! Always in 300 %, and that bore fruit... In the course of the week I felt myself an evolution in my way of expressing me, and every time that had an impact: dancers asked to people around me to move to make space for me, or then others just kneel down in front of me to take all that I gave, or still others filmed... At the time I didn't realize it because I was in my bubble, but after dancing, when people (whom you admire the experience and the ease) come to see you to hug and hear you "Oh my god!! You're awesome, so beautiful to see!! I love your dance, I didn' t want you to stop dancing! Keep doing, you' re wonderful! " (yes, it's the sentence which most affected me).
This person who told me that is a breakdancer, my age, dancing teacher in his own school in Switzerland. He possesses a groove and an incredible power at the same time (being a surprise coming from a breakdancer right?). Every time I saw him making some steps / tricks before the workshop begins, I always sat, filled with admiration for his light and his positive energy! Thus necessarily, to hear that, that touches enormously...
I was a caterpillar during of numerous years, a few month ago I began my chrysalis, but now I think I can spread my wings like a butterfly who wants to expose its colors to the whole world...
My nickname name (thanks to the airsoft) is BB, as a spoiled girl. Now that could be BB, Baby Butterfly :)
Anyway, no matter the dancing style, I was present and I put down my imprint everywhere where I passed, to leave nothing at random! Thanks to that, I got on a lot with one of the staff members: a Popping guy and a little reserved, younger than me but which maturity! Unfortunately the time was counted and we were only at the end of the camp (I always dancing, him taking care of the organization, but the last days were quieter for him and we began to spend some time to dance together). We keep in touch of course but I regret not having stayed longer!
So, another awareness: I can feel again things, with the heart this time! Thanks to that, our last evening to the camp was great!
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...Dancing, Salah, Les Twins...
Non-FictionI'm sorry by advance for my English mistakes, I'm French... A story, my story... Trying to put some words on my feelings about my dancing experience, love and passion! I hope you'd like it... Book 1/2