Never Ever Dull
With every conversation, I always seem to end with "Never a dull moment"....our lives are rich, complex, and beautiful stories. Join me in laughing about everyday things and appreciating life-bumpy roads and all.
Remember those school dances that you attended back in the day? In middle school, I remember taking a social dance class to learn the classics-cha-cha, fox trot, swing, shag (I'm from the south and lived near the beach). I picked them up easily since I'd spent years in ballet and toe classes with Mrs. Harris, one of the two big dance instructors in my small hometown. You only had two to choose from. So you would think I'd be comfortable on the dance floor, right? Not really. School dances can be...different.
There's something a bit intimidating about those school dances. In middle school, boys and girls look awkwardly at each other and stay separated like there's a plague. Then, you have the outliers, kids who feel that they don't fit in a group. I know. I attended my son's middle school dance and saw it first hand. (But my son and I did dance together as his friends cheered us on-love that he can handle a mom that likes to have fun!). In high school, you have the cliques and the emphasis of having the "right" dress. These days, you have to come up with a creative invite to ask the girl or guy to the big event. My son googled and came up with a great one. He bought some trendy athletic socks and placed them in a shoe box. Then he presented his hopeful date with: "I'm so glad you walked into my life. Will you run with me to homecoming?" Cute, huh? But there's a bit of pressure in trying to keep these invites original. This might include balloons, colorful markers on the car windows, flowers, etc. There's a lot to think about before, during, and after all these dance events. But last night's dance was different (in a good way) for me. I attended an elementary dance. First one ever. The PTA at my school is like a gigantic water fountain bubbling over with ideas. It looked drastically different from the upper school dances. All the kids wanted to be together: the "old" fifth graders mixing with the "young" kindergartners. Parents standing along the perimeter at the beginning...hesitating...and then jumping in to show the little ones the gestures for YMCA and the steps to the Cupid Shuffle. Fathers scooping up their daughters and treating them like princesses. Little girls wearing dresses and shoes bought especially for the big event with freshly painted sparkly toe nails. Boys forming congo lines weaving in and out of the masses of little ones. Hugs and high fives everywhere. No social-economic boundaries. No cliques. No awkwardness and outliers. No precedence for having the "perfect" look. I wish I could attend one of these every week. I wish every dance could be this way. Actually, I wish life could be this way....what a wonderful world it would be.
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