Someone turns 21 = Dance Off!

I wish we had a dance competition when I turned 21. The idea is even more appealing when you find out that the guest of honor isn’t even expected to compete! The competition was among 10 local youth teams that I had been lucky enough to have seen in action before. Far from any of the dance competitions you may see on TV or at a bar, this was strictly traditional. The music was provided by the crowds that gathered to watch, who were directed to sing a variety of traditional favorites to keep the beat. As you can see in the pictures, one of the hallmarks of this dance is the high kick / foot stomp. If I spend the next year stretching I might be able to kick that high, in which case I might just enter the NFL as a punter. The winning team walked away with a goat and the two runners up made off with some cash. How you split up one goat amongst 25 teenagers…angaz