Spanish learning as a youth consisted of, "Now which game will this fidgety little girl try to not ignore"
and "How can she learn conversationally when she is clearly NOT going to absorb anything unless she is in a social setting?!" Homeschooling was interesting. Homeschooling was the opposite of dance.
Dance had order, it had fluidity, and it had... people, mostly girls, except for when in level three we actually had, gasp, two boys! Always Always Always there were an odd number of girls in class, so in across-the-floor exercises I would get paired with them because I could keep up, and I was quite a bit more comfortable around them than the other girls. It was the "Eew boys are gross!" years for all the other girls. I honestly didn't care. If I could keep up with the guys, who were being trained to have huge strides, I didn't mind, it meant that I could have big strides too! I always like that until the higher levels where suddenly they guys were ostracized or doted upon constantly by the other girls, or teacher.
Dance is strange like that. but it's the perfect outlet for the ADD. you get constant distraction from different movements of the body, and the beauty comes from balancing the distraction with focus, if you can be purposefully distracted with intent then it's a lot easier on the brain. The exercise makes you happy too! I don't believe that I'm dancing nearly enough once a week. It is expensive though to maintain yourself with classes. The ADD doesn't often allow ones' self to give a class that one can also take at the same time.
Tense confusion, pronoun confusion, subject flow... this blog post will not make it to the second draft of a formal paper. Cool how this isn't a formal paper, isn't it!
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