GENESIS

“First position, second position… Stacy, leg down, not up—you’re not trying to kick anyone,” Miss Reneta said with a patient but firm tone.

The room giggled softly. Even I cracked a small smile. Stacy rolled her eyes dramatically. Miss Reneta didn’t notice, but Stacy did as she was told.

Miss Reneta clapped her hands twice. “Alright, everyone. Let’s try that again, but this time with music.”

As a soft piano melody filled the room, I tried to mimic the movements. Heels together. Toes pointed out. Arms curved like I was holding a giant invisible ball. I moved slowly, cautiously, trying to remember everything she had taught us.

My body...