dance
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Banished from dance
No, Namine isn’t banished. It’s me. I’m writing this as I sit out in the lobby of Namine’s dance studio.
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A new year of dance
Despite not having her walker, Namine enjoyed herself immensely in dance class.
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Dance recital
After weeks and weeks of practice, it was finally time for Namine’s dance recital this weekend.
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Piano and dance
Last night was Namine’s last dance class before her recital. But before that, she had a piano recital.
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Recital practice
With just one more week of practice, Namine’s jazz class is working hard to learn their dance.
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Dancing unhindered
Namine’s dance class learned the rest of their recital song.
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Back to dance
Namine was welcomed — I should say swarmed — by her dance mates on her first day back since breaking her leg. The way they welcomed her, I could tell she was missed.
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Grandpa Goes to Dance
Grandpa here. Last night I had the pleasure of accompanying Namine to dance class.
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Stretches and dancing
Dance is sometimes difficult, but that has never kept Namine from giving her best effort.
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What might have been
Namine is a talkative girl, but she tends to keep her deepest thoughts to herself. Every once in a while, though, she opens up to us.
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Up down, up down
Keeping up with Namine’s dance classmates is hard work.
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Kvell
I subscribe to some writing prompt newsletters. This morning’s contained an unusual directive. “You must use this word, in whatever context you like, in today’s prompt: kvell.”