Hmmm…<\/p>\n
I often wonder what my real talent is.<\/p>\n
I started to learn to play the guitar… but not much luck.<\/p>\n
I do karaoke every now and then.. but as my brother used to tell me when we were quite small: “I should just stop!”<\/p>\n
Hahaha… I laugh about it nowadays, but I remember, I cried the whole afternoon that day.<\/p>\n
Then, when I was in my teenage years, my mom hired a Dance Instructor to teach us girls how to dance.. Ballroom dancing to be exact.<\/p>\n
Of course, me as the oldest among the girls, got to go first. I did quick step, chacha, waltz and tango.<\/p>\n
My lessons did not last though. I got kicked out of the floor. My mom always said, “okay, enough of that. Let your sisters take their turns now.” I obliged, thinking I would get my chance again after them…<\/p>\n
Well, I got the chance to learn ballroom dancing again after I got married…. the second time!<\/p>\n
I learned it again with my hubby when we were still residing in Brussels, Belgium. We took a course where we learned several dances.<\/p>\n
We had fun, though I can’t say the same for my teacher. I guess I gave her (and needless to say my hubby as well) a headache at every session.<\/p>\n
She complained all the time that I was leading the dance instead of my husband. I reasoned out that I knew the steps better than my husband… which was of course unacceptable both to my teacher and to most definitely to my hubby.<\/p>\n
Hahah, only then did I realize that my mom was right. (Mothers always knows best!)<\/p>\n
I’m not gifted in the art of dancing either.<\/p>\n
So, what is my real talent?<\/p>\n
Believe you me, I have lived almost 5 decades of my life in this world and I still don’t know myself!<\/p>\n
To appease myself, I always think that I know a bit of this and a bit of that… but I am not obligated to excel in each genre.<\/p>\n
Yes, that is my excuse!<\/p>\n
What’s yours?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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