Dance class

(Earlier in the day)

“Attention! I’ll only say this once so you better all be listening…”

“”Yes, I am THE Jean Blanchet. No, I will not sign anything. And no, I will not give you the secret to my success. There is no secret. The truth is I worked harder than anyone else and that’s the only way any of you will succeed either. Not that it matters, half the class will drop out before midterms and I suspect at least half of you to fail my course. Why? Because I will grade on your commitment to the art and the passion you display for it.”

“Now that you understand me, anyone who wants to drop this course immediately is free to leave now. Better give up this silly dream of yours now and save your parents the tuition money than to quit later when it’s too late.”

And three students nearly ran from room.

“Only three? Pity. I figured on five. Looks like we go to Plan B then…”

And he led everyone outside barefoot. There was a creek that ran through campus and he led the class to it. “Everyone step into the water, take the first arabesque and the first two who drop the raised foot into the water will drop my course or have an automatic failure. Anyone who can hold the position longer than me will earn the right to ask me any three questions.”

“Begin!”