But just then, as the music played, Zvika stepped into the middle of the room, and began to dance. Immediately it was entrancing. He moved slowly around, taking a step and dipping with his knees slightly as he turned, holding his arms out sideways, the forearms vertically up. It was magical.
I found myself wanting to join in, but at the same time not wanting to appear silly. Then I looked at the restrained faces of my friends, and thought: Why not?
I moved to next to Zvika, and began to imitate his movements. They were slow, but repetitive, and gradually I began to get the idea. Zvika caught my eye and nodded encouragingly. Then I noticed Anne of all people joining us, and that made me feel less self-conscious.