Roseann's story...

My story starts at the age of 12. Dancing was my life. Growing
up in Bayamon, P.R. in the early 70's drugs and gangs was the
norm, if I had not discovered dancing, who knows what would
have been. Dancing is where all troubles are gone. I have never
been unhappy on a dance floor. If what I need is a shot of
self-confidence, give me a good partner, music and some
room on the dance floor, and the world is mine. I moved to the
U.S. at the age of 18 for a better life, and indeed, I have found
it. But I miss my other life, where it didn't matter how much
$$, what your dress size is, the color of your skin, or your
profession. The only thing that mattered was your dance moves.
I have danced with ugly people, short people, poor people, drunks...does not matter. The one and only thing that matters
is, can they lead me to pure exstasy in the dance floor.
I'm married now and have a daughter, neither my husband or
my daughter will ever know that part of me,...what a shame,
since I think it is my best part!

I can be reached @ rosnic928@aol

For the love of salsa, Roseann