Once upon a time, there was a girl with a lot of emotions, who was searching for a way

to express them.

Her name was Lucia.

Lucia grew up in Berlin, Germany, and was the youngest of three sisters.

She was often surrounded by family and friends, running around her neighborhood, made

making up silly dances to the back street boys.

But when Lucia was alone, she felt overwhelmed by her feelings.

She didn't know how to make sense of them all.

If she yelled or cried, her mom told her to please calm down.

But Lucia's dad actually smiled and told her to be as loud as she needed to be.

She was proud of her for knowing what her feelings were and being able to reflect on them.

When Lucia was 13, she went to a youth club in her neighborhood that offered dance classes

for very little money.

Stepping onto those smooth wooden floors and following her teacher's moves felt magical.

Lucia was so excited about being part of this creative community, learning traditional

dances, watching her body get stronger and more graceful.

She practiced diligently so she could remember her choreography.

She kept at it for almost 10 years, honing her skills and memorizing each move.

Until one day, when she walked into a new kind of dance class, and her whole world turned

upside down and sideways, zicking and zacking, twirling and lunging, every movement, a wild

expression of intense emotion.

What is this?

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