Childhood memories of dance & dreams!


Some of you will remember my Flaming skirts and fiesta Ohh lala post for Fiesta Fridays, hosted by the Novice Gardener.  The end of this posted finished with me reverting back to being a child, I must have been around about 7 or so looking at me.  At the time of writing the post, I could not find my photos, but hey presto I have now and inserted them in to the relevant post, but I wanted to make something of it here.

It is a lovely childhood memory for me.  My father’s girlfriend at the time was so wonderful, she wanted to make me that little version of one of the flamenco dancers we would see dancing through the village at Fiesta Time when I would go to Spain during the holidays to stay with my father.  As soon as I put that dress on, I WAS that dancer and it is probably where I got my fascination with amongst other things for Spanish dancing and dancing in general.

I am not sure if it is every girls dream to be dancer, it was mine for at least a while…so I give you some grainy old pictures and some quotes, because I just love quotes, hehe!

Quotes on childhood memories

“That night I looked up at those same stars, but I didn’t want any of those things. I didn’t want Egypt, or France, or far-flung destinations. I just wanted to go back to my life from my childhood, just to visit it, and touch it, and to convince myself that yes, it had been real.”
― Jenny LawsonLet’s Pretend This Never Happened: A Mostly True Memoir

“Kimberly Reed explains why this love has transferred to adulthood, saying, “When you love something as a kid, you never stop loving it; you just tuck that love away in a different spot in your heart.”
― Nikki Van NoyNew Kids on the Block: Five Brothers and a Million Sisters

“So much of our early gladness vanishes utterly from our memory: we can never recall the joy with which we laid our heads on our mother’s bosom or rode on our father’s back in childhood. Doubtless that joy is wrought up into our nature, as the sunlight of long-past mornings is wrought up in the soft mellowness of the apricot, but it is gone for ever from our imagination, and we can only BELIEVE in the joy of childhood.”
― George EliotAdam Bede

Quotes on dance

“We should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche

“Dance, when you’re broken open. Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you’re perfectly free.”
― Rumi

“Dance is the hidden language of the soul”
― Martha Graham

“Nobody cares if you can’t dance well. Just get up and dance. Great dancers are great because of their passion.”
― Martha Graham


  15 comments for “Childhood memories of dance & dreams!

  1. February 19, 2014 at 9:17 PM

    Aww, how cute! And what wonderful memories. I’m so glad you found the photos. Finding old photos is like finding treasure, yeah? XOXO

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    • February 19, 2014 at 9:23 PM

      Yes they certainly took me back a bit! That was a happy holiday x


  2. February 19, 2014 at 10:38 PM

    Lovely! It’s amazing how old photos bring back such wonderful memories 🙂

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    • February 19, 2014 at 10:41 PM

      They do indeed 🙂 has had me reminiscing all day x


  3. February 20, 2014 at 4:44 AM

    Look at the flouncy layers of the skirt! You must have felt like the queen of the world 😉

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    • February 20, 2014 at 6:53 AM

      Oh I really did you hit the nail on the head. That dress inspired dreams and fantasies 🙂 I was gutted when my mum got rid of it. It would be nice still to have it though I have two boys who might have looked suspicioisly at it 🙂


  4. February 20, 2014 at 5:12 AM

    photos that awaken memories. I love those different passages.

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  5. February 20, 2014 at 9:21 AM

    aww how wonderful, you looked so sweet and i bet that dress moved great when you danced.

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    • February 20, 2014 at 9:24 AM

      one good turn deserves another… so i was nominated for the Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award and i have in turn nominated to you to be part of the Sisterhood. your blog more than deserves to be on all my award lists but i’d hate to annoy you with too many! best wishes, shelley

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    • February 20, 2014 at 4:52 PM

      Oh I was indeedy a famous flamenco dancer, i remember the sound of the cricket and the smell of these weird trees, I just simply can’t remember what they were called, but they had these big pods, flattish that would hang down like flat small bananas and one could actually chew them, they were quite hard but smelt very sweet, now that is going to bother me all day wondering what they were, hehe


  6. February 20, 2014 at 4:53 PM

    Shelley you would never annoy me at all with a nomination, I love them and always feel priviledged I’ve received one before on this blog and one on my pain blog and it always makes my day so much brighter as has this nomiantion, so I thank you humbly very much 🙂 big hugs xxxx


  7. February 20, 2014 at 7:53 PM

    This is a great post! Flamenco dancing is so passionate and fun. You look as if you have it in your soul in that flouncy dress (and earrings!). I love your dance quotes. I need to dance more… my mom was a ballet teacher and we had a studio in the basement of our house and I used to go down and put a record on and just freely dance in front of the big mirror. I’m so glad you are pulling out those happy memories… more and more of them will magically appear as you do.


    • February 21, 2014 at 10:19 AM

      That sounds so amazing. I used to have a best friend when growing up. Her mother suffered from MS so was in a wheelchair, but we used to go down to her huge basement which was filled with dressing up clothes and a record player. We used to practise for hours and hours and then her mother would come downstairs and we would put on a show for her lol, we did pester her rather a lot with our shows, we enjoyed them, hope she did 🙂

      I love dance, for me I just become someone else, somewhere else, everything else pales, my shyness, my probably lack of ability to dance well, it all goes and I become in my head whatever dancer my fantasy takes me too! Suffice to say I don’t do it often… gets to an age where discos’ aren’t abundant, I think later I need to put some music on loudly and at least wiggle my bottom somehow, hehe. xx


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