tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22087406.post3494633430276390995..comments2023-09-05T09:03:21.930-07:00Comments on Scribbles and Scripts of a Reverent Bohemian: Hip, Hop, Headache, HomeUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22087406.post-66446265486405615152008-05-31T23:17:00.000-07:002008-05-31T23:17:00.000-07:00I am still upset with my church's leaders who taug...I am still upset with my church's leaders who taught us kids that dancing can lead to something else. That ain't necessarily so. Dancing is good for the soul. Dancing is poetry in motion; beauty alive; freedom of expression. <BR/><BR/>There once was a King of Israel who danced in the city streets without any clothes on. His wife laughed at him and <I>she's</I> the one who got poxed. Good.<BR/><BR/>Whenever they ask us to list all our regrets, I'll regret that I never took lessons. Or danced all night. Or danced with the stars. But maybe someday I will.<BR/><BR/><I>So go, Sean, go!</I> And don't look back! And God bless your parents who let you dance because you've got rhythm and finesse--the most dancinest kid of them all.Paul Nicholshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00098830523732944655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22087406.post-45381098138325562712008-05-31T21:29:00.000-07:002008-05-31T21:29:00.000-07:00I love watching kids dance. They are adorable and ...I love watching kids dance. They are adorable and as they get older they become very good. Boys who dance are always in high demand.<BR/>Sometimes motherhood is just a long series of waiting for your kids to have their moment in the sun.Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15708010694158542241noreply@blogger.com