Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Dancing Into A New Dawn

by Deb Baker/Hannah Reed

I'm a really positive, happy person. Usually. But right now, this morning, I can't deal with any more broadcasts about unemployment, riots, stock markets, politics, or the aftereffects of recent natural disasters.

So I'm taking the day off. No newspapers or news networks or links to the New York Times. In fact, I'm going to do a little dancing in my nightgown and forget about the rest of the world for one brief moment in time.

When I was sixteen, I used to sneak into Wisconsin's eighteen-year-old beer bars. Not to drink, but to dance all night. That was a little before John showed up on the disco scene. Dancing was more like free-form expression in the early 70s. But I've also wiggled and waggled through the twist,  hokey-pokey, the chicken dance, the Hustle... Dancing was a big part of my life. What happened? Where did the dance halls and clubs go?
 
This morning, let's all join together, crank up whatever music makes us happy, and let 'er rip!  



And here's a fun fact to start your day.


Dirty Dancing is going to be remade!

Isn't that sweet?!
And if you need a little help getting started...