An Irish Jig
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My daughter has been after me for a long time to sign her up for dance. A LONG time. A couple of years ago I tried a combo tap-ballet-tumbling class, but she cried through most it and I stopped taking her after a few weeks. I signed her up last summer for a little princess ballet camp, but I was more than unimpressed with the teachers at that dance school – even though a lot of people say it is one of the best in the area.
Besides, it seems like every little girl takes ballet. It almost seems trite.
I started looking around for something unique for my daughter. Most of the studios around her offer ballet, tap, jazz, hip hop, and all of the other mainstream styles. I was bored just listening to the pitches. One city over in Dunedin, there is a strong Scottish tradition and a lot of places teacher Highland dancing. It seemed to me to be more suited for my daughter. However, when I showed her videos of people performing in the style, she was uninterested.
This week, though, a friend at school mentioned that her daughter takes Irish dance here in the area. I did a little research and found some great video clips online of the kids in that particular program competing. My daughter was enraptured. There was just enough precision, athleticism, and vigor to catch her fancy.
And so, I’m not pursuing Irish dance lesson for my daughter. For the first time, she and I both agree on an extracurricular.
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