This week I’m going to attend our school’s annual Dance Performance Concert. If it’s anything like the past 13 years, it will yet again inspire like no other event I attend at our exceptionally inspiring school. I’d like to share what will be happening on that stage. I recognize that this particular blog focuses on youth sports and the values within. So, while a focus on dance may seem to diverge from that, I think you will not only find great similarities, but will also realize there’s something for sport enthusiasts to learn from such an exposé, not to mention the framework of values which transcends both disciplines.
There’s a sort of je ne sais quoi I find compelling about the Dance Concert. Though, in my years spent thinking about it, I’ve discovered part of the “quoi.” It’s not just the aesthetic appeal. While some legitimately excellent dancers attend our school, the inspiration of this event lies much deeper than the face value of what’s happening on stage, much like sport.
To dance well is to go for it. To really put yourself out there. It’s often clear from the choreography and technical aspects of the performance that the dancers have devoted countless hours to what they’re doing. But there’s something much more profound going on: something I attribute in large part to the culture created by the dance instructors (i.e. coaches).
Educators understand how self conscious, hypercritical and judgmental adolescents can be. Somehow, these vices seem to melt away in the dance room. I took my 3-year old to a rehearsal last week. Like any sports practice, there’s an intense focus on fundamentals. At one point, the instructor went so far as to remind the dancers about the angle of wrist bend in their off-hand while performing a painstakingly difficult heel-toe shimmy with upper-torso bends between the off-beats of the song. And this is just one moment of a three-minute routine. I could hardly keep track of the song’s count, not to mention the movements being made within, and I’m a drummer, sitting on the floor, motionless, holding my son’s hand.
The precision of it all is astounding. And, yet, part of the challenge and beauty of dance involves making it look effortless. Jan, the primary teacher, referred to one dancer as being “soft,” in that she performs such powerful, athletic movements while almost floating across the stage, making hardly a sound—as opposed to the negative implications of an athlete being called “soft.” It was as though this dancer had discovered a way to slice through the air’s molecules without disrupting them. Much like the great athlete, dancers rely on exceptionally demanding physical fundamentals yet do so without conscious awareness: rising above the physical demands yet remaining ever-present. Being in the zone.
All of this transpired in a supportive, yet demanding, environment. With that feeling of creativity and total abandon looming amidst a foundation that requires such exactness. And here are these kids—boys and girls, of varying ages—teaching each other, laughing together at mistakes, and celebrating when they’ve “nailed it.” In the culture of dance, the dancers all cheer and support each other, as though recognizing each is bearing their soul on stage. It represents teamwork in its truest form.
And that’s what you see on stage. There’s a sense of trust from one dancer to another; a sense of trust from dancer to audience. They’re inviting all of us, classmates and adults alike, to remove the barriers, forget about maintaining our daily façades, and to just go with it, to go for it. This is inspiration.
A few years back, I was invited to join the Dance Concert for a hip-hop act. Despite the immense challenge this presented at the time, I now realize I was given a relatively beginner-level piece to perform. But the attention to detail: “When your left heel is down, shove your toe out like someone’s pulling it by a string and then pop your heel like you just put it down on a hot surface.” This isn’t to mention the movements of all other body parts as well as getting your body to a specific space in time along with your whirling, hip-hopping troop-mates.
At one point in rehearsal, I stood beside a sophomore girl who I’d never met and always considered somewhat shy. We worked through the kinks in our—i.e. my—routine. “You need to get your body into it more, Mr. Bowen,” she instructed assertively though with an air of patience. “Really throw your arms out there like this,” she said, snapping her arms as if they’d momentarily dislodged from her body. “Like you’re hugging everyone you’ve ever known for the last time.” I stared at her in amazement and then did as she instructed. Teaching at its finest.
Sport introduces the element of competition: of two teams seeking a singularly attainable objective. This changes things, no doubt. But we shouldn’t forget all of the other elements that make youth sport—and dance—so rich. We must remind ourselves that, just like dancers, young athletes are taking risks, expressing themselves, trying to get their bodies to do very difficult things in novel situations. Amidst all of this, they act within a framework based on the trust of their teammates, coaches, and on-looking fans. Ideally, athletes and dancers share in the possibilities for richness and inspiration available to all.
A popular adage advises us to “Dance like nobody’s watching,” because life is too precious to worry about the judgment of others, too profound to not express ourselves in the best and most free way possible. And this captures yet another virtue of the dance world: they dance like nobody’s watching…while everybody’s watching. Ideally, too, our athletes can play their sport like nobody’s watching, even though they know we are.
