To Dance, Or not to dance....there really is no question

This morning I had a meeting with one of the owners of the studio I work at. This spring they are going to work/partner with the local symphony and chorus to put on a performance of Carmina Burana. They have asked me to choreograph/set a couple pieces for this performance. Now, because I myself have had to educate myself as to what exactly Carmina Burana is about so I do not expect anyone else to be like "oh yeah totally, I know all about that." Basically it's classical music with german/latin singing sometimes. They sing about things like the evils and pleasures of drinking, gluttony, gambling, lust and the fickle nature of fortune and wealth, as well as the joy and heavenly nature of life and love. Basically it covers a GIANT range of topics. The ballet is normally danced by people who look like this:

I, on the other hand, will be working with kids from the ages of 11-18 and mostly girls. My job is not to make them into the commonly performed version of the ballet but to do something new and exciting with them which I'm thrilled about. And since most of the audience will have absolutely NO idea that the subject matter they are dancing to is completely inappropriate it won't matter that they are just little babies.

Here is the part that scares the bejeezus out of me... (and yet I'm super excited/shocked/honored for the opportunity) they have asked me to do a solo. A solo. Of dancing. By myself. In front of people. I don't do solos, I dance with a team, surrounded by other beautiful ladies and yet I couldn't say no because the chance to dance and perform again sounds like a dream. A dream that can be made a reality. So even though I might possibly pee myself from nervousness before I go on stage I will be saying "thank you universe, thank you for putting this in my life."