Noot: dit immersion essay schreef ik voor mijn vak ‘Writing creative non-fiction’ en is dus in het Engels geschreven. Veel leesplezier!
My chin rests on the hard wooden floor. Loud music fills the dark room while green and red lights shatter enthusiastically. ‘I chose this pose so you can see your butt, I love butts!’ the woman in the front exclaims animated. I lie flat on a foldable chair, my legs dangling behind it and my back in an unnatural angle, pushing my upper body and face down to the floor. Once our choreography – or should I say chairo’graphy? – starts, I know exactly what to do: slide down the chair sensually, crawl over the floor and end up in an upward position, flipping my hair around. I feel weirdly comfortable in a place I thought to be extremely awkward.
