We are all tools
"The truest expression of a people is in its dance and in its music. Bodies never lie." ~ Agnes de Mille
Rachael Borini, a veteran dancer and a good friend of mine at UMass, would use this expression everytime we would do silly things, "we are all tools." And we used to do silly things quite often!
I want to use this point from a different view paraphrasing it "we are all instruments". It is not an unknown fact that for dancers, their bodies are their instruments or tools. More so for the ballroom dancers, who also touch the social aspect of dancing in quite an extraordinary way, their bodies become walking, talking billboards. And bodies never lie.
The other day I was waiting for the bus and I started dancing around a little bit to kill the time, and save myself from freezing in that cold, windy evening. There weren't many around there, but I still tried to hide away from everyone in order to keep away from annoying anyone. As the bus approached, somebody came up to me and asked what kind of dancing I was doing. I was surprised and a little embarrassed to know that somebody noticed that I was doing some kind of dancing even though I wasn't doing anything clear per say. It turned out that she was interested in ballroom dancing, but could not find out where to go and what to do. I tried to give her as many pointers as I could. Now I would look forward to seeing her on our Monday night social dancing.
This wasn't an unusual case. At UMass, I have seen such things all the time. In Fall 2005, we lost our regular dance space and were literally on the streets. This was one of the biggest downpoints of UMass Ballroom Dance Team, but there was a brighter side to it. Now that we had no particular space to dance, we were dancing all around the campus - any time, any place, that we could find. We became much more visible and people became more aware of our presence. This wasn't limited to the campus. Most of us were so bold, confident, and crazy that no matter where we went, we would break out in a dance without thinking who's watching and what they would think.
One time as we were stuck in a traffic jam, Lindsay and Jackie got out of my car and started dancing at the corner of the road. The cars behind me started cheering and honking for them! Many venues around the area were quite familiar with our flaring attitude about dancing. One of our favorite places was Route 9 Diner. As we walk in after a hard day/evening's work out, the staff would shine up seeing us. They knew we would not only eat there, but also laugh, dance, and do crazy things. After all, we were all tools!
Rachael Borini, a veteran dancer and a good friend of mine at UMass, would use this expression everytime we would do silly things, "we are all tools." And we used to do silly things quite often!
I want to use this point from a different view paraphrasing it "we are all instruments". It is not an unknown fact that for dancers, their bodies are their instruments or tools. More so for the ballroom dancers, who also touch the social aspect of dancing in quite an extraordinary way, their bodies become walking, talking billboards. And bodies never lie.
The other day I was waiting for the bus and I started dancing around a little bit to kill the time, and save myself from freezing in that cold, windy evening. There weren't many around there, but I still tried to hide away from everyone in order to keep away from annoying anyone. As the bus approached, somebody came up to me and asked what kind of dancing I was doing. I was surprised and a little embarrassed to know that somebody noticed that I was doing some kind of dancing even though I wasn't doing anything clear per say. It turned out that she was interested in ballroom dancing, but could not find out where to go and what to do. I tried to give her as many pointers as I could. Now I would look forward to seeing her on our Monday night social dancing.
This wasn't an unusual case. At UMass, I have seen such things all the time. In Fall 2005, we lost our regular dance space and were literally on the streets. This was one of the biggest downpoints of UMass Ballroom Dance Team, but there was a brighter side to it. Now that we had no particular space to dance, we were dancing all around the campus - any time, any place, that we could find. We became much more visible and people became more aware of our presence. This wasn't limited to the campus. Most of us were so bold, confident, and crazy that no matter where we went, we would break out in a dance without thinking who's watching and what they would think.
One time as we were stuck in a traffic jam, Lindsay and Jackie got out of my car and started dancing at the corner of the road. The cars behind me started cheering and honking for them! Many venues around the area were quite familiar with our flaring attitude about dancing. One of our favorite places was Route 9 Diner. As we walk in after a hard day/evening's work out, the staff would shine up seeing us. They knew we would not only eat there, but also laugh, dance, and do crazy things. After all, we were all tools!
posted by Chirag Shah | 9:18 AM
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You write very well.
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