What I Miss the Most

I’m talkin bout “bussin ah wine (the Trini dance for soca – gyrating ur hips to the music with ot without a partner(s))“, ballroom dancing, any kind of dance.  I’ve mentioned before that i cyah (cannot) wine no more – wining with a cane and a stiff left leg  (my left side is the problem side – it’s weaker, the left leg is generally the stiff one (it always wants to be straight)) is not pretty and does not feel right, so wining is out of the question.  All i can do these days is listen to the music, sway side to side (a slight mini wine if u will) and use my cane as a prop to stomp to the beat and in fact Saturday nite, i used it as my flag/rag and was wavin it in the air 🙂 – UGH!!!

I used to dance when i was growing up – modern dance – and always loved it.  As i got older i wanted to learn how to tango, so bout 5 years ago, i signed up with a ballroom dancing school.  I was quite good, if i do say so myself, but had to drop out when i realized that i would need to rob a bank to continue.  I was able to afford the lessons at first, but as i advanced and got to the level where i could perform at exhibitions and such, the cost became too much and even though i might have gotten away without robbing the bank the 1st year – beyond that there was no telling.  So instead of risking jail for a hobby, i decided to let it go.  For the short time that i did it, i enjoyed myself thoroughly and as i mentioned, i was quite good.

Nowadays when i’m at a fete or see people dancing anywhere in general, i feel a tug at the heartstrings – it saddens me just a little.  When we’re partying, most of my friends will come and take a wine on my chair or me (wish i had a picture to share) – just depending on the type of chair 🙂 and i love them for that – but it’s just not quite the same.