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In my earliest memories of dancing, I’m under my auntie Nancy’s dining room table, (which had been pushed off to the side of the room), watching my mom, dad, aunties, and uncles all dancing on the hardwood floor to a never-ending stack of 45 records, dropping one after the other. I remember foot-high stacks of 45s all around the record player. The song that I remember playing most? Twistin’ the Night Away by Sam Cooke. Every time I hear that song, I remember auntie’s spontaneous dance parties. What are your earliest and fondest memories of dance?

I was six. The saint patron day of my school was approaching so we had to rehearse something to perform in a show in front of all the students, teachers and parents. Our teacher decided it would be classic dance. My mom had to sew for me a white ballerina dress with a tu…

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