Most of my Senegalese dance knowledge comes from our power outages.  We have power for about half of every day – and the other half we make do with candles and flashlights.  It feels a bit like camping.  During the outages when the kids are home from school they and Therese and Jimez (the maid and nanny respectively) sing and dance for sometimes hours.  Most of the songs are Christian, but sometimes we go around in a circle and all sing songs in our languages (George and Carol- French, Jimez- Serrer, Therese – French or wolof, and English for me except when I whipped out Frere Jacques.)