Much to the amusement of the waiters (and patrons at nearby tables), he jumped up - grabbed Miss H by the hand and said:
"Yay! Miss H, we're gonna dance! Now, I'll be the man and you be the woman!"
And together they twirled around merrily...
So, now the course is underway.
The Caspi-Man dances on the way to the Tanzhaus.
And he dances on the way home.
(Infact - in an average week the Caspi-Man finds endless opportunities for a random dance.)
But for much of the class (and to spite the teacher's best efforts) he prefers to watch.
Betchya can't guess which one is the Caspi-Man?!
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And if one looked only at the picture, one would imagine that he'd be sent away from the class - he looks so sad and lonely. Poor Caspi-Man!
It makes a grandmother's heart so sad.
Oh mum - the picture's a bit misleading! He's more than happy to do the class... he joins in for the first 5-10 minutes, and the last 15... (hopefully next week it'll be more!)
He says: "I like to first watch - then dance!"
But yu canask him yourself -& I promise to post a "happy" picture for you today!
pjm
xxx
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