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In my earliest memories of dancing, I’m under my auntie Nancy’s dining room table, (which had been pushed off to the side of the room), watching my mom, dad, aunties, and uncles all dancing on the hardwood floor to a never-ending stack of 45 records, dropping one after the other. I remember foot-high stacks of 45s all around the record player. The song that I remember playing most? Twistin’ the Night Away by Sam Cooke. Every time I hear that song, I remember auntie’s spontaneous dance parties. What are your earliest and fondest memories of dance?
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Christmas as a kid is one of my favorites. Aside from going to our province and bond with my cousins, we always get to dance in front of our aunts and uncles. I don’t have any idea why but we just do. Dancing in the music of Macarena and Pearly Shells, I remember that we get to hide first in a room just on the side of the living room and my dad would signal us when it’s time to go out and perform. We danced to the sound coming from the casette player and after a few songs, they’ll give us candies and other treats. I remember the dance being very tiring and I always end up having my shirt changed.