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At 10:55 she was waiting out front, I went upstairs with her and she let me into her apartment and offered me a drink. Then she took me into her studio. We wore our shoes right in. She left me alone for a few minutes to change, I also used the time to wipe off my feet-I brought baby wipes for the Cairo dirt.
She came back and we started the class. She put on some music and for about a minute and a half we did follow-the-bouncing-butt stuff. She said my technique was good (YAY!!!) and asked if I wanted to do something harder. I said I did and we started working on her Sheherazade choreography. Choreographies are my absolute weakest point. I was scared. She danced the first 40 seconds (from about 0:26 to 1:06). She asked me if I wanted to see it again. I said yes as many times as she asked me (I think this was about 10 minutes) and then she left me to work it out on my own (perhaps another 10 minutes). Then she came back with one of her student/assistants who watched for a bit while we went over it again (maybe 10 minutes again). Then some visitors came and she left me again to work on it (again maybe 10 minutes). Her assistant came back and told me to show her what I had so far. She said she didn’t know the choreography but could tell me if anything I was doing was wrong. She did correct me and then we started repeating it with her. As far as I could tell, Mme Hassan went R, L, R, L but her assistant was going R, L, L, R and doing different turns, which confused me a little. I was watching the clock and told her it had been over an hour, so we stopped. I asked her if I paid her and she said “no, no, no.” So she left, I changed and then came out of the studio looking for them. A man (I’m not sure who) told me they were in the next flat. I went over there and sat down for a minute. Mme Hassan asked me if I would like to take the music to practice at home and if I was coming back tomorrow. I said “yes please” to both and made an appointment for 10, which she said was a better time for her. We sat and talked for a little while and then I excused myself because I knew my partner was waiting downstairs.
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