a dance, and a country
December 12, 2012
We had a dance recital after school today. During it, one of the students–one I’ve grown close to this year–spoke of how the traditional dance here is like the country. Roughly quoted, she spoke of how “You think at first that it’s just chaotic, and difficult. And then, after time, as you get to know it better, you realize that it’s actually full of depth and beauty. That’s why I love it, the dance and this country.”
I was floored, listening to her. It didn’t surprise me, as far as the eloquence of her speech goes: I’ve grown to expect as much from her. But what floored me was how her words paralleled with my emotions about leaving. The first year here all I felt was the difficulty. But now the difficulty takes a back seat to the beauty.