Dancing

Weekend was coming, two days to go, but something said that weekend was going to be too much ... Isabel carefully opened the door of her wardrobe, chose a flowered skirt and a white T-shirt ... No, the occasion calls for a swirled dress !!! She had several because her mother did. He picked up the short blue and the long pink, looked once, twice, three, and decided to go with the pink. She was going to keep it when her mother came into the room and asked what she was doing ... Pretinha sat on the bed and said: Saturday has dancing in the square, won't you dance?

I have no partner with my daughter, Kim doesn't dance. Oh my mother, Tony dances with you and with me don't worry !!!

But my daughter, I'm married to Kim ... Dancing semba is for you and Tony, single, free and fired.

Damn mom, this will be my first time, let's go, please? The mother was about to answer the call when a male voice came from behind them and said:

If you teach me, I'll be kidding !!! It was Kim. Pretinha looked at him, moved the furniture from the room, and jokingly said ... Does the gentleman grant me the honor of this dance?

But of course, kind lady. The three of them burst out laughing and the rest of the afternoon until dinner time was the moment "teaching Kim to dance." After several stomps, stumbles, laughter, tumbles, Kim was finely tuned and ready to give a show !!! Dona Fulo just looked and didn't believe what she saw ...

It is my daughter, I see that Saturday I will have to go dancing semba !!! Especially now that my beloved Kim has learned the steps. Thank you very much, my love.

You're welcome, Mom. Night fell, everyone had dinner and after eating, black tired went to the room to clean up the mess and sleep ... Friday was the day to do some delicacies, help the mother with seams, go to school and rehearse more to do beautiful in dance. The day would be full and nothing could go wrong.