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Victory on the Dance Floor

When I was in 6th grade, I went to my very first dance.  I watched as all of the boys and girls found partners, and began swaying an arms length apart from each other.  My mom had insisted on coming to the dance with me, and she made it clear that if I wanted to go, she had to go to. I learned in that moment, that boys don’t ask girls to dance if their mom is hovering over them.  I think mom knew that. And I also think that’s why dad bought me a huge wrist corsage that night.  He knew the night was a big deal for me, and he wanted me to have something pretty to stare at just in case no one asked his little girl to dance.

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