Monday, October 24, 2011

Hula Time

It's never too late to learn something new.

I've always believed that we should keep growing and keep learning.

As a young girl, I would dream of becoming a dancer. I wanted to learn jazz, tap, ballet, and ballroom but never had the chance to.

And Mr. O has been the voice inside my head, urging me to dance. He has been asking me for years.

You see, his mother teaches hula and is getting older. He asked who would continue her work and pass down her knowledge of the Hawaiian culture.

True.

So, that is why I chose to learn to dance the hula.

Every Saturday, we would practice the basics at my sister-in-law's house. The boys would learn a Maori warrior dance and the girls would learn hula.

Honestly, it's harder than it looks but it's great exercise!

Mr. O is already thinking of dancing at The Merrie Monarch Festival - a prestigious hula competition held annually in Hawaii.

No. I don't think so.

It's only my third lesson!