I had a wonderful conversation yesterday with a friend and dancer who has been a figure in the Houston dance community for many years. She took me on a trip down memory lane that had me missing the old days of being a new dancer at Sirrom School of Dance, doing my first student troupe shows and finally getting onstage for my very first solo performance.
Those were beautiful days and I have many fond memories of all my dance mamas who held my hand and supported me in those early years.
I’ve had a video of my very first solo performance on video tape for about 20 years… and I recently digitized it, but decided I could never imagine sharing it with anyone.
But all that reminiscing has made me nostalgic.
So here it is. My very first solo performance ever… to a live Greek band in Houston at a restaurant called “Opas”. The restaurant is long gone, but this amazing band is the same band I was performing with at Alexander the Great just a few years ago.
While I wouldn’t say this performance is anything to write home about, it was a transformative moment in my life. The insane nervousness and fear I felt before going on that stage melted away as I danced with those magical musicians. This moment made me decide that belly dance was the place for me.
And I’ve never looked back.
An enormous thank you to my Mama Thalia for putting me on stage that night. (It was a risky move and I cannot thank her enough!) Thank you to Tassos and the band for nurturing me as a dancer through 15 amazing years.
This is where the magic began.
Ok… here goes nothing. (Eek!)
Enjoy!
