Dancing

So far my blog has not been that exciting. So I am going to try to spice it up a bit with some dancing! I don't know about you, but I like watching other people dance (it's much better than attempting to myself). I'm not sure if these guys are really prisoners or not, but they are pretty good!


It's a really great idea for recreation, not to mention it would help with discipline and you would make your inmates happier (though I don't know if I would enjoy it or if I would feel stupid). I wonder if they have to try out, or if it is automatic that you get in when you are locked up.

While I'm not jealous of the whole prison thing, I wish I could do something like that. Dancing is not one of my fortes. I have mastered the chicken dance, YMCA, and the macarena, but that is where my talents end. It looks so fun to be a part of a big group of dancers. By the time I realized that I might enjoy myself, however,I was already too far behind- who wants to take a beginners dance class when everyone else would be half your height? I would have felt out of place and didn't want to play catchup constantly, so that dream ended. I have to get my enjoyment from dancing around my house and watching others perform.

I say around my house, because dancing in public is not enjoyable for me. At dances, I can't think of anything to do but bob up and down with the beat, occasionally picking my feet up and singing a few lines here or there. I end up squished in the crowd, unable to do anything more than sway back and forth (which is a great excuse for not trying to get more creative). In short, school dances are awkward and uncomfortable (why do I still go, you may ask? why, to dress up, of course!).

When I am an old lady, retired but still without the need of a walker, I will take up dancing lessons. I want to learn a cross-section: everything from ballroom dancing to hip hop. If anyone is still alive then who remembers how to 'walk it out', I would be a grateful student. I was supposed to learn how last year, but my would-be teacher moved away. I'm sure my fellow senior citizens would be humbled by my dancing expertise- I could really get my nursing home moving and grooving!

Someday I will learn how to dance without looking like a wild chicken. But until that day, I will try to keep the shades drawn whenever I feel the need to bust a move.