[Note: that’s meh-REN-gay, not meh-RANG].
One of the notices I missed while I was away was the one about a middle school dance recital today. I think Wizard deliberately lost it so I wouldn’t be there. However, I found the notice posted online and went anyway.
At the beginning of the school year, the middle school coach announced that there would be a 3-week ballroom dance unit in P.E. this year. Most of the parents were incredulous; the rest were skeptical. None of us believed they’d get the 6th-graders to cooperate, let alone succeed at the task. The kids proved us all wrong at today’s recital. They swing-danced, cha-cha’ed, waltzed, and merengued through an hour-long recital at school this afternoon.
First, the 6th graders demonstrated a dance, then the 7th-graders danced, then the 8th-graders. It was amazing to see the difference in confidence and maturity between the three grades. With the 6th-graders, the boys reluctantly took the girls’ hands but did not look at them. The 7th-graders held hands and occasionally looked at their partners. The 8th-graders were so confident and poised. In each class, the boys were matched, by height, with the girls, for the most part. One glaring mismatch was Miss Volleyball paired with a boy who barely came up to her waist. It was too funny. Wizard’s partner was nearly as tall as he is, and she was a pretty good dancer, too. He did a terrific job of mastering the steps and keeping time with the beat. He was a bit stiff and nervous. I was afraid he’d step on his partner’s feet, with his men’s size 12 dress shoes!
In my continued torpor, I forgot my camera. Fortunately, my friends took plenty of pictures of Wizard because he danced right in front of us. I’ll attach photos of Waltzing Wizard as soon I get them.