An Inheritance...

Where did my passion for dance come from?
The story dates back to the time...long time ago...when my dad could still see his feet, before his belly got in the way. Ahem, according to him, when he still cut a trim figure in his heydays, i.e. about half a century ago, he used to be the lead dancer of his dance group. And he did many different types of Chinese folk dances, Russian dance even.
And i must say, his poise has not been ravaged by time...and his belly. He still had it in him after so many years.
How do i know? Well, he kind of "performed" yesterday. He could still remember some of the steps.
I'm totally impressed, considering how i would forget my steps about a month after my performances. Ha.
Speaking about dance, i get to go for my flings now cos it's the holidays! Thursdays will be happy days for the next month!! I feel happy just thinking about it!!