Earl and I are taking square dance lessons on Tuesday nights. We’d taken them a couple years ago and failed miserably because our travel schedule was so intense that we missed every other lesson. In that situation, even a review doesn’t catch you up.
But this fall, our travels accommodated trying again. There have been four lessons to date, and we’ve shown up every single time. In addition, Earl said he didn’t want to dance with me if we took the lessons again. His rationale was that each of us needs to partner with someone who knows how to square dance, so that it isn’t a case of the blind (That would be me.) leading the blind .(That would be Earl.) (Or vice versa.)
Instead of being offended I thought this idea had great merit, so Earl is dancing with a partner who knows what she’s doing and can guide him. And I’m dancing with someone else who can do the same thing. So far it’s worked. And even if we don’t know what we’re doing we look as if we do.
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