And Then I saw The way African Girls Dance!

African Dance
The dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music, and it has the additional merit of being human and palpable. Dancing is poetry with arms and legs.
Charles Baudelaire

I have always been a rather philosopher kind of a person, somebody who digs into the greater meaning of things that he experiences and witnesses. Like to a painter, his brush is the medium he uses to portray his soul onto the canvas, a musician uses his melodies to show to the world the magic the tunes encompass and for me as a writer, I read people. I stand around like a shadow and see people go on about their daily routines and ponder over why they do what they do.

When I went to visit Africa, I saw how rich people were while financially being poor. They were rich in culture, in kindness and rawness. It isn’t a plastic world there, with so much hunger, death and illness somehow these people survive through all that and find a reason to DANCE.


Every dance is a kind of fever chart, a graph of the heart.
Martha Graham

Dance is not just about moving your body from side to side but it is an expression and a picture of your soul. In Africa I witnessed people dance for every occasion. They used their bodies to speak a totally different language that has no barrier. They created magic with their moves. It always got me so excited; I was like a happy little kid ready to blow the candles on his birthday. The dances used to send shivers down my body, I literally had Goosebumps.

For the Africans dance is much more, the roots run deeper. Dance teaches them value and social patterns and assists people in working, to be more mature, to criticize or praise members of their community while celebrating funerals, festivals, reciting history, poetry, proverbs and competing plus in order to encounter their Gods.

In Africa the dances are participatory; the spectators happily join in on the performance. Now how can it get any better than that? Now most of us want to dance whenever we see people perform or just tune into so you think you can dance. We just shy away because mostly we are not that comfortable with our bodies and moving them, well it’s easier to just hymn to the beat and save ourselves from embarrassing situations. In Africa all of them dance like there isn’t anyone watching. They do not care if they are good at it or not. They just jump right in. And to my amazement they are all incredible dancers.

There are some religious, spiritual and initiation dances that do not invite the crowd for a dance fest but traditionally there are no barriers between the onlookers and the dancers. Even in the case of ritual dances, the performers would do their bit and then call upon the spectators to come and party.

 

 

The dance forms in Africa are mostly collective; they are more about the community than couples or individuals. Close couple dancing or touching was actually considered immoral in many primitive African societies. The couple dancing is only permitted under special circumstances such as the Bottle Dance of the Mankon people who reside in the Northwest Region of Cameroon or the Assiko dance from the Doula people. These dances compromise of an interaction between the female and male individuals and the way that they seduce or charm one another. (Sounds like the African kind of Salsa, steamy much?).

Now Africans have always had amazing genes if you consider their physical qualities. They are strong people and that’s why they were considered to be slave material. All the best star athletes have some African ancestry and well we know they can dance, I mean look at Beyoncé! These are the people who invented twerking. Many might think it is not classy, but you know we have all tried it once or twice and damn it’s hard.

They have amazing bodies, they are tall, incredibly built and the booty their mama gave them…..there are not enough words to describe it. African women are brilliant dancers and I was honored enough to watch those angels use their ferocious bodies to create something beautiful. In South Africa, the women are the only thing that took my breath away. I am not trying to be creepy or offend the female sex. I actually consider women the superior sex, when I watched a South African woman dance it was like I was dreaming. You could drink wine off the arch of her back. The dance mesmerized me, I was in love. When she danced it was like the entire room was a blur and she was all I could see. You know the cheesy scene from movies when the violins start to play, and wind gushes in fondling with her hair, that dancer was a beauty to behold. It was like time stopped and I wanted to capture that moment in my mind and my heart forever.

They make you go crazy with their seducing stances and they smile throughout. She’s dancing and having fun, why would a women’s smile do anything other than light up the room. It was like I was on some kind of drug, because the way she moved her body hypnotized me. Like a Gisele prancing around in the wild.

I grew up with six brothers. That’s how I learned to dance – waiting for the bathroom.
Bob Hope

See anyone can dance; now I am getting the weird idea that I can too.

I would love to know your stories about your own dancing experience and how it has an impact on your life. Leave your comments in the comment section and if you liked reading this post please share it with your friend and revisit. There is more where this came from. Ciao.


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