Let's perform!

We hadn't known anything, except that we had a performance. And, on the way to the venue, I was told that I and my partner were going to dance for the first song, then the others would join us when the second song started to play, and we were going to stay in the centre of the stage and no swapping places which means we would always be the focus...

I hadn't known what song would we dance to except that I should expect it would be played by a live band, and we hadn't known how long would the song be; we hadn't known anything about the stage, the floor texture, the size, the shape, where the audience would be, whether they would surround us, on the three sides, or just in front of us...

When I peered the place where we would be dancing, some 90 people crowded there in good lights and I was quite sure that they would see any slips we might make. But we were there and no saying no.


When I readied myself on one side of the stage. I looked round while keeping a dancer-like position. I was not afraid. Well, or I should say, I didn't feel any special feeling. And when the music started, I didn't see anything, nor I hear anything except the song I danced to, except the person I danced with, except the sphere our dance occupied. When we needed to share the floor with other couples, I didn't see them unless they entred our sphere of dancing so that we had to crave our bit of floor to accommodate their unexpected appearance.

I think that could be the reason why I maintain usual standard (I am not perfect but at least I won't fail too easily) under most circumstances- they just don't exist in my eyes. It is only when my own coach present I might veer off a little, but after the first two bars, he will be disappeared.