Sunday, April 10, 2005
Flinging Spring
So far the promised blizzard has whooshed by north of us, leaving us cold, damp and SNOL. (Snow Day Out of Luck) I don't really mind, but Caro, Mike and the grands are feeling a little cheated. Caro was just now sadly observing that if only all that rain had fallen after midnight, it would have made at LEAST six inches of snow.
Last night we took part in a Lamar tradition that goes back over fifty years. It's a square dancing review called Denim and Lace. As you might expect, there are usually more girls who want to be in the club than boys, so they really campaign for the young fellers. Zach got begged by a classmate, and being an aimiable sort of lad, he agreed to join up. Hence, all our area family were honor-bound to turn up on at least one of the nights, even those of us who had managed to avoid it thus far for over twenty years. Saturday was it.
The kids dance by age groups, and the very wise set mothers make sure the ones who are waiting have something to do. It's a two and a half hour show which is staged three consecutive nights!
This year there were more than 420 kids dancing. Here's the grand review of all the sets, pretty much filling the basketball court at the Community Building.
Is it the spinning? The floofy skirts? The chance to feel like a superstar? Whatever it is, the kids really do mostly seem to be having a great time...and that's the important part, no matter how cynical I try to act.
OK, here's Zach (extreme right) in motion. REALLY in motion!
And here he is, leaning out from his group for Grandma to snap his picture.
Marisa didn't let being in the audience stop her from dancing. You don't often see people doing the robot dance to country swing music! (That's Damaris next to her.)
Zach's group's final set, their grand finale.
Last night we took part in a Lamar tradition that goes back over fifty years. It's a square dancing review called Denim and Lace. As you might expect, there are usually more girls who want to be in the club than boys, so they really campaign for the young fellers. Zach got begged by a classmate, and being an aimiable sort of lad, he agreed to join up. Hence, all our area family were honor-bound to turn up on at least one of the nights, even those of us who had managed to avoid it thus far for over twenty years. Saturday was it.
The kids dance by age groups, and the very wise set mothers make sure the ones who are waiting have something to do. It's a two and a half hour show which is staged three consecutive nights!
This year there were more than 420 kids dancing. Here's the grand review of all the sets, pretty much filling the basketball court at the Community Building.
Is it the spinning? The floofy skirts? The chance to feel like a superstar? Whatever it is, the kids really do mostly seem to be having a great time...and that's the important part, no matter how cynical I try to act.
OK, here's Zach (extreme right) in motion. REALLY in motion!
And here he is, leaning out from his group for Grandma to snap his picture.
Marisa didn't let being in the audience stop her from dancing. You don't often see people doing the robot dance to country swing music! (That's Damaris next to her.)
Zach's group's final set, their grand finale.
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