The title of this blog is from an old chinese proverb and the reason I like it (in which I wholly understand if you laugh or mock me or click the 'X' button at the top right hand corner of this screen, for this) is because it is about a songbird. Understandably, you will all either have an image of a bird, with musical notes weirdly floating precariously around the perimeter of it's head, its eyes dramatically staring upwards, in odd and freaky contentment, or, alternatively, Fleetwood Mac will be wildy raging at each other in your mind, about to go, (or they could already be going, I mean, how can we tell?) all, well, Fleetwood Maccish. But not me, myself and I - speak of the devil, the image that sparkles into my mind is that of a green canvas with an orange slushie and in bold white writing, 'SONGBIRD'. And, obviously, a slight, quickly-push-out-of-my-mind-before-i-die-from-eye-candy-overload-and-people-dont-think-im-gay-even-though-i-quite-possibly-am-for-santana snippet of a stunner of a girl crying from declaring her love for her bessie mate. But enough of that. Everyone knows my feelings for that slice of eye candy. PHWOOAAARRRRR i wants to get my santana on. This post has purely been inspired by - actually - J-Lo and her babe of a song 'I'm Into You'. This song makes me dance like nobody is watching. And after realising that it did this to me, I switched on my lappy, opened up the ol' iTunes, crashed on my playlist entitled 'Dreaming of a little Glee' (which, to all of you readers shaking your head in shame, or quite possibly, disgust, does not contain all 'Glee Cast' songs. It also includes people like Selena Gomez - stop shaking your head - and Matthew Morrison.... who is - dammit - arguably gleeish) and out from my crappy, this-song-sounds-like-tin, speakers sung all those lovely people's covers of classics like 'Take Me Or Leave Me' and 'Marry You'. Then I danced again. And this kind of dancing, I realised, really cleanes the most wounded of souls. You see dancing everywhere you go in life, in every different culture and in every different race. When I went to Morocco, our song and dance lasted 2 minutes (a quick - awful - rendition of S Club 7's classic 'reach') whereas the beautiful berbers of northern Africa performed a song and dance that lasted 45 minutes, in which we simply moved slowly round a massive circle, clapping our hands and mumbling something that, we think, went along the lines of 'eeehhhhh, maaaahhhh, yeeehhhh, laaaahhhh'. Terrible as it sounds, it was so much fun and immensely entertaining - bar the fact the stone floor was about -60 degrees C and our bare feet could not take longer than the 45 minutes in which we participated. And then when I thought about Morocco, I thought about the lovely guide we had, who was the spitting image of Ben Affleck but was dissapointingly actually called Hamid whose-last-name-we-didn't-catch. He must be one of life's living angels. He was so selfless and wanted to join in with everything us English country bumpkins did. We tought him how to sing S Club 7 - highly educational - we spoke to him about the laws in England and then how they differed from the laws in Morocco and we taught him our language whilst he taught us theirs - and more importantly, how to write it (on a stray peice of cardboard in which he slept on in the dessert). He was lovely and he cooked us the most delicious meals. It is people like Hamid and experiences like Morocco, that help us to live life well again. Helping the little nomad children who had nothing but a goat, by teaching them how to throw and catch (albeit with a srunched up peice of kitchen foil) and playing hide and seek with just your hands taught me so much not only about myself but about the way in which people communicate. Everybody adores dancing - it is a way of communication. It releases so many happy feelings inside you which allow you to be set free for a while. You cannot help but smile when you dance and everyone around you has a good time.
So hooray for dancing. Hooray for Hamid's dance. And hooray for Naya's dance. The best dance.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMX1PKR6-RE
