Production! Merely the mention of it brings a smile to my face. There’s laughter in the air, music blasting. The hallways are pulsating with activity, paintbrushes strewn about. There’s just something in the atmosphere that brings us all together. The unity, the kinship, it’s just amazing. Of course, there are always the fights over the mp3 players, but we don’t let that get in the way. It’s… production!
And as dance head, it’s all the more amazing. From meeting with the choreographer, to getting the beats down to a T, it’s just endless! Not to mention actually teaching the motions to my group. I never realized how much physical, emotional, mental, and frustrated energy it takes to teach a dance. And my teachers do that every single day. Never mind the fact that it’s not merely a dance… but many, many lessons!
They’re catching on nicely, though. Sometimes, they’re just not in the mood. I mean, I do understand. They want to peek at the scenery, see how the other song-dance is coming along. But I usually manage to get them into the gym to have some serious practice. Other times it’s like pulling teeth. The ups and downs of life…
Boy, do I know them well. The ups of being dance head, the downs of managing your house. It’s not like my family’s gone into hibernation just because I’m dance head. They very much need to be taken care of. And the balance is, well, a balancing act. Think about juggling eggs– raw. Need I say more?
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