One Experience, Changes the View of Myself

One experience, changes the view of myself As I put my last glittery heel on and look at myself in the mirror making sure all the pieces look great together. My reflection staring at me, like how a baby stares at her mother or father watching them act in their everyday lives. As I come closer to the baile (dance) I could hear back ground music bursting through the speakers, I get jitters and become excited. I walk in with my head held high and body straight, walking in with confidence. I see my family and friends already beginning to dance. I’m amazed at how much ambiente (noise or excitement) there is on the dance floor. You see I was never a dancer way back then. I never understood why many people enjoyed doing it, to be honest I didn’t really acknowledge it until one day my cousin Danny came down from Arizona to visit for the summer. My uncle had just opened up a club in Caldwell, so we were all so hyped up to go there because there really wasn’t anything for young adults anywhere else. I would always go on the weekends even if I worked that night, I really enjoyed going. I remember it was a Friday night, one of the busiest, me and my cousin Danny were standing behind the counter because we were helping my uncle sell refreshments, when all of a sudden this high beat song “Mueve tus Caderas” translating “move your hips” (Inquietud De durango) came on, the crowd just went wild, it was impressive to see everyone having a good time waving their arms around and smiling. I saw the most amazing dancers and I thought to myself “ I really want to learn to dance like them.” Me and Danny have been observing the dancers for quite sometime that when that beat came on again he asked me, “Do you want to dance?” and I said, “I don’t really know how, but okay.” I swear I felt like my heart was about to pop, my stomach was aching, and my hands were shaking I was so nervous. I think the most nerve recking part was trying not to make myself look like a total mess and embarrass