“I felt excited and grateful (there´s light in the darkness!) for the clean opportunity – a rare luxury in the infested waters of Cairo. Scary, you bet. I was being thrown to the lions but, at least, the lion keeper wasn´t trying to drag me into his bed. (…)
But hope was not alone – there was a bit of denial, sweet and sour, in the equation. Was that idiot giving me a fair chance to show my work after the depressing conversation we´d just had?! I suddenly believed in miracles; I swore I saw Santa Claus and his reindeers passing by and waving in slow motion. Life was good. No, not good. Perfect.
I left the fancy, dirty, office without touching the ground. Hiding my overwhelming joy was a frustrated intention. Whoever passed me by must have seen rays of light coming out from weird places of my body.
Everything is POSSIBLE, I thought to myself, almost daring to dance in the street.
If you ask me how I managed to build that show in four days, by myself, collecting the musicians from the infamous “Pyramid street”, humming the themes I liked and gluing the whole thing together for 1 hour solo performance, I wouldn´t have an answer. The precious – already mentioned – survival radar kicked in and did its Magic*. All I saw was the opportunity to enter the most wanted, competitive and hard Oriental Dance market in the world through a golden gate.Difficulties – what difficulties? I could only see POSSIBILITIES, not difficulties.”
Piece from the 2nd edition of “The Secrets of Egypt – Dance, Life & Beyond” by Joana Saahirah
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