Our gracious host Rochelle at Friday Fictioneers
is encouraging us to get creative in 100 words or less
using this photo as our inspiration. This is my story.
In the 7th grade, ballroom dance class was a rite of passage ā a Friday night event that lasted six months, culminating in a semiformal dinner-dance. The boys wore ties and jackets, the girls in party dresses and white gloves. It was not mandatory but if you didnāt sign up, you were snubbed. It was the highlight of the year ā¦. not for the 12-year-old students but rather for their moms.
My son balked but signed up.
āYouāll never regret knowing how to danceā, I told him.
Since then, Iāve seen him dance on two occasions ā his wedding and his brotherās.
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100 Words
This is āBallroom Dancingā by Paul McCartney
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