Another Chapter Begins
In 2014, when I moved from Berkeley to Los Angeles to be with my then-husband, I tried to teach FatChanceBellyDance® Style. I had high hopes. I was ambitious. After all, not only was I certified to teach FCBD® Style, I had three years of training (three to four classes every week) straight from the source. But I ended up with very, very few students. If any. A student took pity and opened her home to me and for a while, I taught her and a few others, and for that, I am forever grateful and indebted. (Thank you, Lorraine and Scott Sbedico, and Margaret Wynn.) When the Sbedicos moved farther away, I had to find a different studio, and had the same issue: I ended up coughing up money to cover studio costs because I couldn't find anybody. I wanted to share this artform. I wanted to teach because I knew I could. But when no students came, when a studio five minutes away, who knew I existed because I'd danced a few times at their show, opted to open a FatChanceBelly...
