I’ve come to conclude that dancing cannot be genetic. My experiences with dance have taught me that. My first experience with dance came in elementary school when they made us dance some crazy Mexican dance with yucky girls! Everyone knows that girls have cooties, and I thought I was going to be sick forever. Well, I didn’t get sick, but I never picked up the desire or skill to dance either. In my high school years, you could see me and my friends standing along the wall. It didn’t change much in college either.
Fast forward to now and I have children that not only love dance, they are really good at it. So there you have it. Proof that dancing isn’t genetic. Otherwise, my children would be as bad at it as I am.
Rebecca joined the dance troupe at school and has been working very hard. They put on a performance this last week. It was a lot of fun. Although the photographer (me) didn’t do a great job, these should give you an idea how great it was.
And so you can see her in action, click here for a video.
Don't worry dad. I followed your example much to Becky's chagrin.
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