Ori Tahiti
This Could Go Nowhere
I tried keeping my first blog when I was 17 and studying abroad in Africa...I was very inconsistent with it. For similar reasons, I haven't told anyone that this exists. But, I think I have a story I could tell and even if my only audience is myself, so I'm going to tell it. I started dancing when I was a child - my parents found a small traditional Chilean dance group (all girls, about 5 of us) and I cannot lie, some adorable home videos resulted. I was 4 and the rest of the girls were about 11-15. This stint didn't last long, and a whole decade passed before I started dancing again. Similarly, we learned Chilean Folk Dances. I stuck with this group throughout high school, but my attendance was spotty throughout University. In my defense, I had discovered the joy of traveling and was not home very often. Let me take a few steps back first: at 17 I volunteered abroad in Kenya. At the end of the program the students put together a talent show. For my piece, I danced the ...
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