I sang more than I talked, I talked more than I walked, I walked more than I danced on stage that day. Yet, one of the first things said to me later by audience members was that I had probably been dancing since I was two years old. To which I replied "probably" because I vaguely remembered that I indeed used to dance at that age. My maternal uncle Hrant used to teach me the samba, the tango, the rhumba and the pasodoble steps. We danced side by side up and down the little space that we had in the living room of my grandparents.
Then school happened. I had to learn other things.
When I first started singing in public, I was afraid to do and say anything in between songs but thank you. Gestures, walking, some movements but not exactly dancing came later.
Dancing, really, as I would at home when nobody is looking, that's how I must have danced.
That is very satisfying to know.
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