I participated in a Fun Walk yesterday morning sponsored by a school.
While cooling down, I did something terrible and shameful and I’m not embarrassed to share: I danced in front of the crowd!
It’s not because I am a brilliant dancer; it’s the other way around.
I’m not even in the stage but people are looking at me.
It’s not because I am famous but because I am quite known in the school.
(Note: I’m a Marist Brother novice)
People are looking at me because I look terrible when I dance!
The students said “Go Kuya Allen!” and the teachers even called me “The Best in Hataw” (in this context, hataw means Beat It!).
If I did that in high school, I wouldn’t dance like that or even run away and hide.
What did the experience taught me?
I realized that not being able to dance well is part of my imperfection. It’s not my talent.
I am not a good dancer, so what?I don’t need to be someone else.
I just need to be myself.
Well at least I made people smile with my talent-less antics.