I did the pole dancing.
Not that “pole dancing”, but the Maypole dance. (what were you thinking?)
Maypole dancing is a form of folk dance from western Europe, especially England, Sweden and Germany, with two distinctive traditions. In the most widespread, dancers perform circle dances around a tall pole which is decorated with garlands, painted stripes, flowers, flags and other emblems. In the second, dancers dance in a circle each holding a coloured ribbon attached to a much smaller pole; the ribbons are intertwined and plaited either on to the pole itself or into a web around the pole. The dancers may then retrace their steps exactly in order to unravel the ribbons.
Yesterday, the children at Mini MI’s school performed their dance, from nursery to Year 6. Mini MI’s class did the Virginia Reel dance, a folk dance that dates from the 17th century. Though the reel may have its origins in Scottish country dance and the Highland reel, and perhaps have an even earlier influence from an Irish dance called the Rinnce Fada, it is generally considered to be an English country dance. I think it took them more than a month to learn and practice the steps. It was much more difficult than the one she performed last year. The kids had so much fun dancing and they did it really well.
The highlight was of course the Maypole dance, which was performed by Year 6. As described above, it is not an easy dance and the kids really did a splendid job! After the performance, they invited the parents to give it ago and me being me (or probably the state of mind I am experiencing for the past few weeks), I went for it. Dancing around the pole with other mothers, all giggled and smiled. I felt like a child, for just being able to let go and seize the moment.
When the performance ended, the kids went back to their class. As I entered her classroom, her class teacher said, “let’s clap to mini MI’s mummy for dancing just now”. She was so proud of it, shown all over her face, all because her mom danced. It was a moment that both of us will cherish.
As for falling in love, remember my posting back some time ago, that one day I shall get that dream? No, it was not referring to a man but rather a car, a Bentley to be precise. Yup, today we went to our fav shopping place in Oxford with a Bentley! The Godfather took us there. A convertible Bentley and at one point, we had the roof down and mini MI laughed out loud. Who says that dreams do not come true? Mine was adjusted but still, what are the chances of me getting a ride on a Bentley? I was smiling ear to ear.
Anyway, as for the shopping part, we shopped until we dropped! Girls will be girls, eh?