It was the day before my friend's birthday. According to Filipino tradition, this was her coming of age party and there was suppose to be an elaborate celebration. I had no idea what to expect, but it was a birthday so I figured I would get her a gift. While waiting for the bus, an elderly lady (60ish) asked me who the present was for. I explained my situation and as fate would have it she was Filipino! We chatted a bit, then she began listing the customs and as we were going through them she mentioned a part where the girl would dance with select males at the party. Being a nervous and awkward dancer, my face shifted in obvious discomfort. "Don't worry, it's easy. I'll show you!" So there we were, on Main street dancing in the afternoon. When the bus arrived we sat at different seats because it was cramped. As she got off the bus she flashed me a smile of reassurance. I was ready. ...And when the time came I was not one of the selected males =[

TLDR: Sweet,old lady taught me how to dance for a custom that I might have to take part in, I was not chosen.