Saturday, July 19, 2014
Today I am grateful for dancing kids. The swim team meets for practice at the neighborhood pool before we do water aerobics in summer. Yesterday a bunch of them stayed in the pool parking lot for a while, waiting for their moms.
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Our instructor put the music on and started her moves. We followed, like lemmings. So did a couple of the girls standing behind the galvanized fence. We usually have a few kids mocking or playing with us, but it’s hard to figure out which. Not yesterday. Playing.
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None were above eight years old. It started out with just a couple, then four, six, eight and two little toddler girls and three guys, arms flying, legs kicking, jumping, turning, spinning, waving their bodies in perfect synchronization with the music and instructor. We were our own flash mob! Some wet, some dry, everyone having a blast.
A couple of the moms got out their phones and took video from the side, but I wish they could have seen what we saw from the pool. All of those kids in different colored summer outfits, on a slight hill, behind the chain-link fence, on the grass in front of cars, bucking and weaving like they were in a choreographed Busbey Berkeley production. After about four musical numbers, their moms decided it was time for them to leave. They were disappointed. So was I.
“Thanks for dancing with us,” I shouted after them as they piled into various vans. “We loved it!” they hollered. “See you Monday.” I am grateful for the exuberance and innocent joy these dancing kids brought into my day. BING! Heartprint!
