Do you remember your first Irish Dance class? Would you believe I wasn't even three years old for my first class? My cousin had begun Irish Dancing and her mum looked after me while my parents worked and so I tagged along to the mesmerising classes. You can imagine how intrigued a toddler would be to
witness children leaping around in time to such ear tingling music. Of course, I don't remember but apparently, I was immediately hooked, and I wanted to be able to move as the ‘big girls’ did. Before anyone could stop me, I was trying to learn my 1,2,3’s.
I believe I first fell in love with the music. I adored how it made me feel, I begged my mum to play the reel over and over again. ‘Riverdance’ was available on videotape. I worshipped it and watched it any chance I could! I tried my best to dance along with the extraordinary dancers. My parents tell me that I danced everywhere, to the bathroom, to the bin, to bed, while brushing my teeth, basically any chance I could get.
