Well, as a fan of dancing, I decided to be daring and try out a Thai dance, which is very, very daring indeed.
Upon reaching the class, the teacher greeted me. Being not very acquainted with Thai, I stumbled with words, and I spoke incoherently, almost sounding like "sla-wai-dee". The teacher started laughing. Well, I guess that was definitely the most brilliant first impression I could have left her. Embarrased, I covered my face with my straw hat - the weather there was scorching - and made my way to my designated place, and started the lesson.
The first crucial movement which must be learnt was the art of the bending of the wrist, whereby the entire hand must be flexed backwards to form an almost perfect semicircle. Right... and so my story begins, and so does the pushing. My instructor demonstrated. Yes, I could see that amazing curve of her wrist. Yes, yes beautiful, I'll just watch her. Yupp, that should be it. Yes, it was beautiful. Then she turned to me and said "ลองดู (long doo - try it)". Ahh well.. let me see about that. But no, she had already grabbed my hand, and bent it back. The pain surged through my lower arm as she stretched it backwards even further. Still smiling, she said gleefully "แบบนี้ แบบนี้ (bàep née - like this, like this)".
I winced and nodded my head vigorously to assure her I understood. Haha. She is still rather adorable, I must say. I tried, but I was sure she was not impressed, but nevertheless, she knew I was trying my best, and she continued on the teaching. Next is what I call the "bum sticking-out" movement. Well, as its name suggests, I was about sticking your butt out, and at the same time crossing arms in front of you, flexing your fingers backwards, and resting your left foot on your heel, with your toes pointing towards the sky. Yes, overwhelming for a first-timer I must say. I attempted the "bum sticking-out" movement, not very successfully I must say. My right foot was getting tired, as it gradually grew weak and my left - it was needless to say - muscles were strained, and I felt myself give way, lost my balance, and fell straight onto the floor. Looking on the bright side, I did not break my nose. I steadied myself and struggled up, with the help of the teacher, with her sighing as she aided my..my..my return.
6:06 AM
Cherie Seah Xinyi
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