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Learning to Dance

I went to England with my mother. 

She used to be a singer in a band. 

We went to the hotel that she used to sing at. 

It was a big fancy hotel. 

Some of the people that she knew when she sang in the band were still there. 

They remembered my mother, and they had a good time talking to her and remembering old times. 

Many people told me that I looked like my mother. 

In the hotel, they had a fancy hall where they had ballroom dancing. 

I am not used to that kind of dancing. 

I always dance to rock music. 

A man told me that he would teach me how to dance. 

It looked very easy. 

I held one of his hands, and put my other hand on his shoulder. 

He told me exactly how to move my feet. 

I was very clumsy, and I stepped on his toes. 

He was patient with me, and he counted “one, two, three.” 

I tried to waltz with him. 

I would start out pretty well, but then I would get mixed up and stand on his toes again. 

The man laughed about it. 

I told him that I wasn’t a very good dancer, but he said that I was good for a beginner. 

I think he was just being polite. 

The man asked my mother to dance. 

My mother is a very good dancer. 

I didn’t know that about her. 

She never stepped on the man’s toes once. 

The man thanked us for dancing with him, and I thanked him for giving me dancing lessons. 

I don’t think I’ll ever be very good at that type of dancing. 

Each generation has a specific type of dancing.

The way that I dance is different from the way that my mother dances. 

The way that I dance doesn’t involve moving your feet too much. 

I’m not too good at fancy steps.

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