My dance classes were open to anybody, my only stipulation was that they had to come to the class every day.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When I was really young, my mom enrolled me in dance classes.
I'm the first one out on the dance floor. In college I had to take jazz, ballet and tap dancing, but, before that, it was just social.
I went to dance classes from 9 in the morning until 1, then to school from 3 to 10 at night, always under the threat that if I failed a single course I could forget about dancing.
My mom put me in dance classes when I was 5 years old.
I did tap dancing and stuff like that at drama school. I did ballet as well. My dance teacher and I didn't necessarily get along all that well sometimes. She's brilliant... but it's just because I don't like wearing tights that I put up a bit of a fight there, I think.
I grew up in dance studios. I was forced to be in several numbers in recitals and dance competitions. I took one tap class - literally one class - and then I quit.
I've been in dance schools since I was four. I went to the Brit school. I did adverts and plays.
My mother had gotten a job as a receptionist at a dancing school and had the idea that we should open our own dancing school; we did, and it prospered.
My parents liked to go dancing, and they encouraged all of us to bring our friends home. My brother had a skiffle group, and there would often be dancing in the house. And my parents would come and dance with us.
At school I used to avoid dance lessons. They were the worst.