Her movements flowed with a dazzling grace that took away the breath of every person in her audience.

To dance over the grass barefoot was a pleasure my new life forbade me. I was a girl no longer and new standards were expected. I was to be demur and give way to men in a submissive manner. It was a tension inside, the yearning to dance freely and the fear of non-compliance. I could dance in the darkness under moonless nights, yet even then the feeling would never be the same, always the unrestrained joy tainted by the fear of discovery.