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Tuesday, November 2, 2010

First Dance

Do you remember your first dance? I do! It was held in the gym. The girls were on one side of the room and the boys were on the other. There was a live band made up of high school boys. Mr. Thomas, one of the teachers, would get up and sing The House of the Rising Sun. The girls all danced together in a group, while the boys leaned against the wall trying to look cool. It was hot and everyone left deliriously happy. Jake attended his first dance over the weekend. It was held in the middle school commons, and the instrumental teacher played DJ. I asked Jake if he danced and he said yes. Since the only time I have seen Jake dance is when he is in the kitchen, I can only imagine that it looked something like a frog in a blender or seizures. I wanted to get as much information about the dance as I could, without getting the "MooooM"! I decided to throw caution to the wind and ask if his friends slow danced. Of course they did. Jake said he felt sorry for one of his friends. Apparently, his friend asked a girl he liked to dance, she got sick and called her Mom. I was confused. Did asking her, make her sick, or was she already sick? Thankfully, she had already called her Mom to come get her before being asked to dance. One boys ego saved. Finally Jake told me what I wanted to know. Yes, he did slow dance. He danced several times with one of his friends. I asked him how he knew what to do. He informed me he watched other people before dancing. Hmmm..how did they know what to do? Towards the end of the dance, he asked a young lady he kind of likes to slow dance. She said maybe later, another ego saved. It might have had something to do with the fact that she has a broken foot. The first dance experience was a good one. When Jake got in the car, he was hot and deliriously happy! Take care!

1 comment:

  1. Good for him!!! I have to admit, I don't remember my first dance -- wish I did!! :)