How good a dancer are you?
October 4th 2009 10:48
To have the grace of a belly dancer. That would be one of my wishes if a genie suddenly appeared before me and said I had three wishes.
I can't dance. Two left feet? You got it. Uncoordinated arms and legs? Oh yes. Do I snap my fingers to the beat? I try. Do I clap my hands to the rhythm? Sometimes. Take me to a rave (if those still exist) and perhaps I can fit in. But throw me onto a dance floor where people are a-swingin' and a-boogeyin' and oh boy, I'd be like a sore thumb sticking out.
The harder I try, the more awkward I look. So I just stay in the sidelines, sipping my margarita as the others dance up a storm.
I don't mind. I'm still counting on that genie to make an appearance. I'll save my dancing shoes in the meantime.
How good a dancer are you? What's your dancing story?
Photo credit: D Sharon Pruitt
I can't dance. Two left feet? You got it. Uncoordinated arms and legs? Oh yes. Do I snap my fingers to the beat? I try. Do I clap my hands to the rhythm? Sometimes. Take me to a rave (if those still exist) and perhaps I can fit in. But throw me onto a dance floor where people are a-swingin' and a-boogeyin' and oh boy, I'd be like a sore thumb sticking out.
The harder I try, the more awkward I look. So I just stay in the sidelines, sipping my margarita as the others dance up a storm.
I don't mind. I'm still counting on that genie to make an appearance. I'll save my dancing shoes in the meantime.
How good a dancer are you? What's your dancing story?
Photo credit: D Sharon Pruitt
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