Beyond Boundaries · Essays and Tidbits From Nancy Bo Flood
I Will Dance celebrates the joy of dancing, the importance of belonging, and the determination of a child who could barely move but dreamed of dancing … not imagine, not pretend, and not alone. Come and watch them dance.
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Why did I write I Will Dance? I watched this unique community of dancers—all abilities, all ages—dance with such joy, my own tears tumbled down. What did I see and hear? …
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I am the child of immigrants. My father’s father was orphaned at 14 and walked from the family farm near Prague to northern Germany to buy passage on a ship…
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Here is Lexi’s story, directly from Lexi herself: “At the time of writing this, I’ve been in dance for 7 years. I have danced with Young Dance in Minneapolis, Minnesota…
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Ava is not a quitter. Ava weighed less than one pound when she was born early, 14½ ounces to be exact. That is less than a can of pop. Ava…
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Toss aside any stereotype ideas and images you might have about someone with a disability, especially CP, Cerebral Palsy. Meet Ne’ha, quite an accomplished young woman—already an author, dancer, rights…
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How do dancers dance in isolation? Or perform? What about new choreography? I interviewed several dancers from Young Dance, a Minnesota-based dance company, a unique dance company. Dancers audition. Dancers…
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This weekend, I’ll be presenting at the RM-SCBWI Fall Conference September 12 & 13 https://bit.ly/3bgEkKq I invite you to join us for my virtual pre-recorded workshop session from 11 am…
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Dancing celebrates life. Sharing life. Friendships. Trust.
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Last night again I was up, connected by I-phone to the people of Powderhorn. Their neighborhood is amazing. The residents were all watching out for each other, reporting on the…
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I Will Dance celebrates the joy of dancing, the importance of belonging, and the determination of Eva, a child who could barely move but dreamed of dancing … not imagine, not pretend, and not alone.
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NEVER AGAIN—the cry of survivors of the Holocaust NEVER AGAIN—continues to echo across Holland, Belgium, France, Germany, and on and on Last fall when I first began biking from Belgium…
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