I remember in my old school there was a Wednesday club where kids could spend an extra hour and eat crackers and stuff. Sometimes they decided to set up sports too but this one time they started setting up fitness courses and the first thing they did was get me and a bunch of other kids to do an intensive dancing/cardio thing.
Thing was that for me I didn’t want to do it unless I knew what the guy in the video wanted me to do. No, I was plopped down into what felt like the middle of the video. I complained that I didn’t want to do it because I kept messing up and getting confused. Pretty much the only argument given to me for that is
“you see that little kid in the video? She’s way younger than you and she’s doing fine”
This has been the local blogger’s childhood memories segment.