Once upon a time, a long time ago, when I was an intern at a New York City dance studio, I took a tap class with the guy who played the Billy Elliot in that amazing movie. For those of you who haven’t seen the move, go watch it. Right now. Seriously, this blog will still be here when you’re done crying over the credits.
He wasn’t the teacher or anything like that; he was just a student. A very silent student in the back row. The teacher knew him and greeted him subtly without ever saying his name. But me being the Billy Elliot obsessed person that I am recognized him instantly. I stood near him – cause you know, obsession – and tap danced while *hopefully* not staring at him too obviously. (more…)