So I am one of the sponsors of a group at school that not only plans chapels but also social events at school. These events include dances. Last year, the group put on one dance, but it was very poorly attended. At the beginning of this year, the kids were pretty frustrated and they didn't really want to put the work into having one. A survey was done of the student body and the majority of the student body really wanted a dance. So we planned a "Mystery Masquerade" for last night. And, thankfully, it was a success.
Sitting at the admission table, watching the the football players, duct tape model, fairies and cowboys come in, I couldn't help but thinking about my high school days and dances. Watching those kids, I was whisked back to my days in high school. They were mostly good, but dances always had a weird aura about them. Dancing with all of my friends, oblivious to what we really looked like. Hanging out on the "girls side" during the slow dances looking wistfully at the boys on their wall, wishing just one would ask me to dance someday. Watching all of the "cool" kids, who looked like they really knew how to dance and wondering what it would be like to be them.
It is like all of the emotions of adolescences and high school are concentrated and magnified into one three hour event. These seemed to be the most important event of the year then and I know some of my students felt the same way. How good it is to know that life is so much more then this.
Sitting at the admission table, watching the the football players, duct tape model, fairies and cowboys come in, I couldn't help but thinking about my high school days and dances. Watching those kids, I was whisked back to my days in high school. They were mostly good, but dances always had a weird aura about them. Dancing with all of my friends, oblivious to what we really looked like. Hanging out on the "girls side" during the slow dances looking wistfully at the boys on their wall, wishing just one would ask me to dance someday. Watching all of the "cool" kids, who looked like they really knew how to dance and wondering what it would be like to be them.
It is like all of the emotions of adolescences and high school are concentrated and magnified into one three hour event. These seemed to be the most important event of the year then and I know some of my students felt the same way. How good it is to know that life is so much more then this.
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