Kathi and I have been talking about flamenco, and I ask if it’s easy to teach kids. She says, basically, no. It isn’t.
There’s a lot of competition for attention. Grammar schools kids, high school kids—they are scheduled to the max. Am I gonna do soccer? Ballet? Flamenco, horseback riding? They have thousands of activities and options. I remember as a kid having that time in summer when you finally go to the point where you said, I’m bored. I don’t know of very many children who have that opportunity anymore. Everything’s really scheduled and flamenco has to fit in to part of this. It’s one of the activities. It’s not like you grew up with your grandmother and she was always singing these songs.
My great-grandparents, and I still have letters from, they were in Cuba in ’58. Some of them left, some of them stayed behind. I have letters from after they stayed behind from one of the women, it kind of documents what happened to them. Eventually they had, I think, ten families in their house and they were relegated to one section. Their world got smaller and smaller and smaller.