by Lillian Csernica on September 17, 2016
Yes, that’s me. Granted, I was all of eighteen.
Once upon a time, I worked as a Turkish-Moroccan belly dancer. My teacher was a delightful lady from Zaragoza, Spain. I had a genuine, 100% authentic coin belt made by a man from Turkey. The belt had 144 diamond-shaped metal coins stamped with the image of Venus on the Half-Shell.
I performed in my high school talent show. The audience actually threw money at the stage. That in itself was funny. Then the stagehands gathered it all up and brought it to me backstage!
My teacher often took me with her when she’d been hired for a party. During the holiday season, we appeared as part of a steady stream of entertainers at a bachelor party. Just one piece of art on the walls in that house could have put me through college. That was the night I got the biggest tip I’d ever received. Some generous soul stuffed a $10 bill down the back of my coin belt!
Ah, the places I’ve been and the things that I’ve seen….