Monday, September 26, 2011

Talking about the cooked food....

Yesterday Neta brought more shoe bags. This time it was for the medium level class. The guitar player was and took one for himself in the same green I took. He puted it on his neck. Neta said it looks like a shirt he's about to wear. One old lady from the medium level said it looks more like an apron for his shirt won't get dirty. It didn't took too long till this woman started to complain: this week will be the new jewish year, her grandaughter said she will help her with the meal but she won't.

The farruca class has started. We have one man in the class. Last evening after class has started came a new guy to try it. Looks like a a too good guy with glasses (and probably....). Neta said she reconize him through his eyebrows. Than apeared that they talked through facebook for a long time till he came to try. Through what I saw (and I was mostly around myself) - he not only looks like a good guy, he also dance good...

While the class Neta said something to the guitar player about a frying pan. He didn't understand. He was with the shoe bag on his neck all the class time (ha ha). Neta said that she can smell the cooked food while she dance.

It was hotter than ever. No aircondition. The tempatures are getting lower, but we dance in closed studio which isn't too big but full in people. Near the end - the windows has been opened. Some weird voices came from outside. We stopped to try to figure out what is it. Ok, so it was a kid on a swing.

On the close wendsay none of us will have the bata class because of the new year. That's a shame... But we started to talk last week that we'll try to find another day to make one class instead this we'll lose. In the end of the class Neta said tthat tomorrow won't be cause many didn't answer her, others won't be able, and she won't be able nither in the end. Hey, excusme, what will be tomorrow? After few time I asked what will be tomorrow I recived the answer that nothing will happen cause no one can. No one can? No one told me! They thought of making the class instead this evening and somehow - I was forgotten..... 

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