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Hip hopper

I know many of you are shocked when you find out that I am a hip hop dance instructor. I guess that's because many of you don't really know the real Coffee CubBuster! :o) Seriously, I have spent much of my life dancing, but in the form of ballet, jazz, modern, and competition. Upon graduating from UGA, I began to sincerely miss dancing  so I looked into some adult classes. I found an Introduction to Hip Hop class that I thought would be fun. I'd taken a lot of different intro courses in the past including Folk dance, African stomp, Broadway dance, and Lyrical dance to name a few. So I was pumped to add this genre to my repertoire. I was in the process of looking for a new job at the time, and upon overhearing my discussion with a fellow dancer, my instructor suggested I teach dance! I couldn't believe it! Of course that would be an awesome job, but I wasn't good enough (or so I thought). After organizing a dance resume, getting references, and sweating profusely at the thought of having to choreograph anything, I finally started teaching my own Intro to Hip Hop class two years ago! I teach 8-12 year olds, and it's a blast! We even have a recital at the end of the year. I'll have to record my girls and post it later. Now, keep in mind I teach through a church gym, so it's more like jazz with a funk twist. The challenge comes in coming up with moves and songs that are appropriate for this age group and setting. I still take drop-in adult hip hop classes in order to stay inspired and come up with new steps. Truly this opportunity is one of many blessings in my life.

I found a creative piece of choreography to One Republic's "Apologize." Too bad I can't come up with stuff like this.... (yeah its a guy dancing btw).... If you're not into dance, you may just think it's weird, but that's okay. I think curling is weird! :o)    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MUAXLlomC-Q

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  1. Love your Blog Katie CubBuster; one part that you left off that ties together the "CubBuster" thing is that one of the most popular movies at the time was Ghost Busters. Thus, using the tag "Buster" behind a noun meant you wanted to get rid of it. And yes the Padres "got rid of the Cubs ... with lots of help from you and me cheering them on! DAD

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  2. Katie Blair (Coffee CubBuster)March 8, 2010 at 1:31 PM

    Ha ha.... I don't think I knew that part of the story Dad! Thanks for clarifying that clever nickname though. :)

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