Ordinary day

I go to Tempo,

Because it’s like my getaway,

Away from the books,

Unnecessary comment given to me,

In my family,

No wants to get out of the couch and take me to tempo,

So I put on my running shoes,

My shorts,

Plug my earphones to my cellphone

And head off,

Once I get there I stand upfront of the door watching the lower groups dance to Hannah Montana music.

I wait, I wait,

Until finally the coach opens the door

And releases the dogs,

I enter the classroom,

Disco balls and discs hanging from the roof,

A wall full of mirrors and the final wall with the place logo.

I look at myself on the mirrors thinking of what we will do today…

Learn a new choreography? Clean the old dances?

I don’t know.

My friends and I see a guy entering the classroom,

We ask who that is,

But no clear answers are given.

So we carry on with our conversations.

He told us that we were going to learn break-dance for the day.

He teaches us the basics first. Easy.

Later, we look at him,

Standing on his shoulders/ head/ hands! Wow!

He shows us the steps to learn the move,

So we try and try,

Finally we get it!

Ps. my ordinary day is to go to tempo and always learn something new.