I was complimented this evening in the way that I ‘threw’ myself into the activity at hand. I was invited to a dancing class for the Falkland Islands May Ball and I think it was a compliment. Hmmm… Anyway, I have got to a certain age where I don’t worry about things as much as I used to. Dance as if no-one is watching is my philosophy now!
Now I think I can be forgiven for having some self-belief in my singing ability. I have had consistent compliments over the years and I have now gotten used to hearing my voice in recorded format and I no longer cringe. I told one of my friends recently that ‘I don’t share my stage’ at a late night karaoke bar in Barcelona. Embarrassingly, this is actually true, but in my defence my friend is a ‘Diva’ and she really knows how to ‘Diva’ her stage and everyone else’s stage. You know who you are :). Incidentally I worked the international crowd really well with my rendition of Olivia Newton John’s Hopelessly Devoted.
Anyhow, I digress, the point is evidence would suggest that my confidence is higher when it comes to singing than it does with dancing. Admittedly, I don’t have the body I used to have and more often than not if I am jumping around on a sprung floor then someone else is jumping around unintentionally a relative distance away. But Mum I am sorry to have to bring this up now but I do think something you said once is the root of the lack of confidence I have when it comes to dancing. I joined a drama group when I was about 12 or 13 and we did some musicals at the Thameside Theatre in Grays in Essex. I was lucky enough to be picked for some really good roles (I never really understood why) and these often had quite a bit of singing. However, once I was asked to don a pale blue shiny lycra all-in one and wear a tutu and dance as a fairy. Now even when I was young and thin I wasn’t THAT thin, I wasn’t very fairy-like either (more rough and tumble) and you would never have used the word ‘graceful’ in a sentence when referring to the way I moved to music. I am so pleased my parents encouraged me with music because when I asked my mum what she thought of my dancing in the show, I do remember ‘fairy elephant’ was mentioned, I mean she was nice about it – I think 🙂 . Well at least I had my music to fall back on. It actually make me laugh out loud this evening when the memory came back to me.
Dancing is a popular activity in the Falklands. Dances have been held in Stanley since its founding in 1843. Outside Stanley, dances are held frequently, especially in winter months. Today a number of dances feature annually including the May Ball, Falklands Ball (used to be called Winter Ball) and Poppy Ball. There is actually once taking place on my birthday 3 August (Falklands/Winter Ball). I wonder if I will be here to take part?
The May Ball in the Falklands is the first ball that Year 10 and above are able to attend. There are three balls over the weekend. The May Ball on Friday evening for Year 10 and over. The Mini-May Ball on Saturday afternoon for the cubs, brownies, guides and scouts and then the Family Ball on the Saturday night. The May Ball on Friday is likened to a debutants ball or the type of ‘prom’ that we are seeing more frequently in the UK for children about to leave school. The girls and boys spend hours on their appearance. The only major difference is the children and some adults spend about 8 weeks before the event learning how to dance with a partner. There is traditional country dancing, folk dancing and the Falklands has a love of country music. At the end of the evening the May Ball Prince and Princess are announced. Apparently it is a wonderful evening and lots of people come from across the islands to take part.
So I spent yesterday evening throwing myself around the floor and dancing to a range of different dancing styles. It was a thoroughly enjoyable evening and those who have been going for a number of weeks are really looking good. What fascinated me the most was the enthusiasm of the children taking part. I don’t think we would see that in the UK. I learnt how to Foxtrot, Waltz, Boston Two-Step, (no way was I attempting the Military Two-Step), Gay-Gordons, Canadian Barn Dance, Circassian Circle, Waltz Country Dance, a number of other dances that I cant quite remember the names of now and Strip the Willow which is highly energetic and nearly killed me. Thank god there were a number of nurses on hand to help should I have had a cardiac episode!
The nicest part of the evening was when I returned from the loo and came back and everyone else was dancing and singing along to Chicken Fried by Zac Brown Band. It was magical and I have another singer to add to my iTunes collection.
So I am really excited that I have been invited to take part in the weekend. But I soon realised that I needed a dress and shoes. I placed an order to the UK a week or so ago and I am patiently waiting for it to arrive. Today’s Airbridge has been cancelled, fingers crossed I have 2 more flights before the big day!