I was very disappointed on Monday when we went to the Ceroc class we'd attended last week only to find that it wasn't on. I was also annoyed since I'd organised the evening around attending rushing home from work, getting food ready and generally gearing up for it. What annoyed me was that we had joined only the previous week and given our email addresses, so could have at least expected an email informing up that this particular chapter of the national Ceroc cult was no longer operating.
In fairness, they've not stolen our membership money and absconded to Hawaii. They simply abandoned a venue where local youths break into nice middle class cars while their owners are learning moves that will not help them face these youths in the street when they're all hyped up on the drugs for which they're stealing from cars. Yes, learning a martial art might be more useful in this part of town. And the Ceroc movement operates countrywide with other classes in the vicinity of Reading. So it wasn't the end of the world.
It meant that we had to make other plans on Monday for our entertainment, and that we had to reschedule Ceroc for another night. Last night, in fact.
We went to the session in Twyford last night and it was good and not so good in equal proportion. On the good side, the instruction was good and they even covered two of the moves we already knew from last time, which made us feel a bit like we were cheating, but also like we could appear to be good learners. On the down side, the session was much larger than the other one we attended, and we felt a bit too immersed in a crowd of dancers. Still it was fun and, though we skipped the practice/freestyle session at the very end, I think we got something out of it. No martial arts moves in there, though. However, if someone grabs my right hand with theirs, I'll put my hand up to shoulder height while rapidly stepping to their right and then step past them flipping my right arm to my right, thus spinning them clockwise and allowing myself an easy escape.
In fairness, they've not stolen our membership money and absconded to Hawaii. They simply abandoned a venue where local youths break into nice middle class cars while their owners are learning moves that will not help them face these youths in the street when they're all hyped up on the drugs for which they're stealing from cars. Yes, learning a martial art might be more useful in this part of town. And the Ceroc movement operates countrywide with other classes in the vicinity of Reading. So it wasn't the end of the world.
It meant that we had to make other plans on Monday for our entertainment, and that we had to reschedule Ceroc for another night. Last night, in fact.
We went to the session in Twyford last night and it was good and not so good in equal proportion. On the good side, the instruction was good and they even covered two of the moves we already knew from last time, which made us feel a bit like we were cheating, but also like we could appear to be good learners. On the down side, the session was much larger than the other one we attended, and we felt a bit too immersed in a crowd of dancers. Still it was fun and, though we skipped the practice/freestyle session at the very end, I think we got something out of it. No martial arts moves in there, though. However, if someone grabs my right hand with theirs, I'll put my hand up to shoulder height while rapidly stepping to their right and then step past them flipping my right arm to my right, thus spinning them clockwise and allowing myself an easy escape.
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