When we visited Brazil with our MBA program, the schedule mysteriously noted “Cultural Experience” on the final day. The cultural experience, as it turned out, was a visit to the Universidade de Sao Paulo where we met with their capoeira group. For those who are unfamiliar, capoeira is kind of martial arts, kind of a dance/music experience, and kind of a game. When done well, it’s beautiful. (Seriously, click on the video linked above).
It was such a fun, funny and interesting experience, but there were a few things working against us. For starters, we were all dressed for meeting with business leaders, not for martial arts/dance. And, well….we were all American. Not exactly world renowned for our grace and fluidity of movement, especially next to 20 beautiful, college-age Brazilians. Ah, nothing bridges cultural and language barriers like laughter. Sure, they were laughing at us and not with us, but it was still fun.
Over the last few weeks, I’ve been able to feel Elia moving around a lot, and I’ve noted a pattern in her wakefulness. She’s up, but kind of slow in the morning. Not unlike her mom. She’s much more animated at night after 10pm. Again, taking after her mom. But it’s between 12 noon and 3pm that she blows me away. She uses that time to bust out her best capoeira moves. Moves that I sometimes fear will propel me out of my chair. She’s still too small to make my entire belly move, but I can’t wait to see what it looks like from the outside when she does her dance.
And hopefully, in that regard, she does not take after her mom.