Flashback

I heard this song yesterday (in the movie Horton Hears a Who) and this memory came flooding into my mind.

I was in the fourth grade, 1975, and this was the hottest song of them all. I was in the library at Lindbergh Elementary School and I was with a friend in a soundproof room made of four glass walls. The girl I was with (can't remember her name), was practicing a dance routine that she was working on that went to this totally rad song. She put on the ole' 45 and began practicing as I watched with wonderment and awe.

After a few practice runs, she left the room for a brief time. There I was, alone in my soundproof music room with the record player and record in front of me. I had watched my friend and rehearsed her moves in my mind ... I could do this!

And so I did. I placed the needle on the record and began to dance my heart out. I wish I could adequately describe the movements I was making, suffice it to say that there were martial arts involved. Soon, very soon, I noticed many people gathering around the walls (which I must have forgotten were transparent). Did this stop me? No. I rocked that song like nobody ever had before and I did it in front of a live audience (who did not even have the luxury of audio to accompany my sweet moves). The song ended, my friend came back into the room and nobody said a word. No compliment, no pat on the back, not even any suggestions on how to improve my routine.

As time passed and I am currently well aware that I have absolutely no rhythm or sense of any good dance skill, I am grateful that those fellow students never scoffed at me ... and this song still makes me giggle.