My 'SPECTACLE' weekend

SPECTACLE in French is a show or performance. Which is exactly what I did this weekend! Cannelle (my sister-in law you might say) and I joined a dance club about 6 months ago. And since then we met up every Monday evening with 10 other women and well, danced. We performed an Indian dance and a modern jazz like dance. I like Cannelle because she is creative. Normally there were two other older women (with sewing experience) who crafted all of our dresses for the jazz dance. But Cannelle decided 'heck why not try and make our own also, I'll go to Paris and buy us some material.' Cannelle nor I know much about a sewing machine, but with a little advice from her mom we successfully made our dresses. I'm so amazed how much clothing is produced every day! It took a good 4 hours from ONE dress! And it's not like the first time you put it together it's perfect. You have got to trace, pin, sew, snip, sew again and on and on. Which is not to say it isn't quite enjoyable. Especially on a cloudy gray day!
Oh yeah! About the performance. In CO I had done a couple years of dance as a teenager (WOW can I really say I'm not a teenager anymore.) I found that every year the performances were pretty serious. In the way that the parents and grandparents were prohibited to use flash photography, everyone remained seated quietly, no food or beverages allowed, and the dancers were to remain behind stage until the end. Well if there is one thing that I love about France (actually there are many things I love about France but you know) it's being in a spectacle! Everyone was everywhere but still had their eyes fixed on the performers. It was rambuncious, energetic, and much more nonchalant. We the performers were even aloud to go into the audience to watch the other dancers. And the best part we ate cake and celebrated with a bottle of wine! So French!! And sure, maybe it's just that the people of Chamonix are not serious people. But I can definitely say that anywhere in France a bottle of wine or champagne is shared after for celebration.



One more important note. HAPPY FATHERS DAY!

Merci Alice!

I'm not much of a writer. My grammer is not perfect and I don't care to much to use spell check. I'm a little embarrassed with the fact my younger cousin can even stump me on the ginormous (did I spell that right?) vocabulary she uses. But with a little inspiration from her and her funny creative blog (with big words I dont understand) I thought I might give this blogging thing a shot. Why not?! Thats why this first one is dedicated to you Alice!
This cousin of mine is to brag about. She's just cool. Having been home schooled all her life I can say one thing, I will be more than happy to homeschool my children in the future! I get the feeling a lot of people have a misunderstanding of this way of education. And sure maybe sometimes it doesn't work out for a child because of whatever reason. But that's the case in a big percentage of student in a public education too. Lets give my aunt and uncle some credit here too. If you can present knowledge to a child as something curious and fun they are going to go searching for it. If there is one thing I regret from my education (from a public school) it would be that going to school was a chore for me, a miserable 12 boring years of watching a clock tick away. I wish I would have ignored this clock and absorbed what knowledge someone was throwing out there to me. What I'm trying to say is the perspective I get with my two home schooled, very creative, intelligent, SOCIABLE, curious, big-word-using cousins is positive. And I must admitt I'm a little jealous. I was never curious or focused. Knowledge is power, power to who you are, what you can become of yourself! I just want to repeat myself here, present a child with knowledge and learning skills (do not FORCE it upon them) and they will go searching!


(Wow this blog thing is kinda fun!)
Merci Alice!