Chapter 8
CHANCE MEETING
“I want to see an Assemble.” Daniela clasped her hands together and roamed the room, watching and critiquing the thirteen-year-old girls. “Alma and Augustina, I don’t see you landing on two feet. Try again. And remember your posture, ladies.”
Briefly, Daniela admired the colourful butterfly wallpaper, put up by the previous owner of the building. Then she re-focused on her class. “Now, I’d like to see a Jete Battu. Let’s see that extra beat.” Daniela lifted her shoulders. “I want a Jete and a Grand Jete. Make that leap, and always remember your posture and breathing. Keep up the pace, Alma. We have competitions coming up, and these moves are critical. You have a chance to win, and win big. Maybe a scholarship.” As Alma flowed into the same rhythm as the group, s
