Day: May 29, 2015

My last dance recital was in 1990 and we performed two numbers.  One was “You’re the One that I Want” from Grease.  The other was to a contemporary piece, though I can’t recall which one.  Our performance took place at Boise High School’s Auditorium, which was a marvelous, creaking place with backstage filled with dozens of girls in costumes, shrieking, giggling, being all sorts of excited.  I did my best to ignore the dance teacher’s son, who was my age, but went to a different school and had started dance one year before me, so was in a different class.  He had a harem of girls around him at all times, so I didn’t think I stood a chance, but it was kind of thrilling to have him around. This one was much more low-key.  We did have outfits, black pants, colored shirts, jean jackets.  This time our recital was at a community center gymnasium.  We waited in the audience, and moved to the hallway when it came close to our time to perform.  Most of the audience chatted throughout the performances, which drove me crazy, but I tried to roll with it.  We were one of two adult groups to perform and our tap dance performance to Tracy Chapman’s “You’re the One” was well received.  When I came home, Matt had roses for me.