Saturday, September 13, 2008

WA 1

One of my most recent memories of a really fun experience was in 8th grade when I went to my cousin's wedding with my dad. It was in October 2006. Originally, I hadn't wanted to go, but at the last minute I changed my mind. 

I'm so glad I did. It was the most fun at a wedding I've ever had. My cousin Becky was the second cousin in my family to get married. When it was time to walk her down the aisle, I remember how everyone got all quiet and solemn. The reason was because her father had left a few months ago, unexpectedly. It was really hard on my dad and my grandparents, to say nothing of poor Becky and her brothers. I didn't really understand what had happened at the time, but I felt really bad for Becky since her parents had been together since I could remember. Still, when she got to the alter and the vows were said, everyone cheered, because we were all really happy for her.

But the highlight of the evening was dancing at the reception. It is difficult for me to explain what happened, but this is how I can describe it best. It started when I went out to dance to a few slow songs with my dad, who was my "date" for the evening. After a while, the music became more energetic and more people came onto the dance floor. And soon I found myself in a circle of family members, dancing like a lunatic, laughing, and wishing I could've worn my sneakers.

Normally when I dance I do it by myself, behind closed doors, and if someone comes in I stop. But being out there, surrounding by people I lived, something happened. I think a combination of happiness and excitement caused me to drop my shyness and inhibitions for one night and just enjoy myself. For once, I wasn't sitting at a table waiting to go home like I often am at a party. I was trying to coax my cousin Laura into dancing. I was doing the conga with my grandfather. I was watching my second cousin run around like floor in her little white-and-red dress. I even took off my shoes and danced barefoot at one point. 

I guess that being happy can override every other emotion in your mind sometimes, because I think that's what happened to me. But that's fine. It's nice not to worry about how you look to other people sometimes.

1 comment:

Ms. Wiesner said...

Watch your sentence structure: "It was the most fun at a wedding I've ever had."

The second paragraph is confusing.

Don't preface descriptions like this, "It is difficult for me to explain what happened, but this is how I can describe it best."

"surrounding by people I lived," Loved?

I like how you describe how you usually dance alone and juxtapose that to how you were dancing in the middle of a crowd.

"guess that being happy can override every other emotion in your mind." This would be a good place to describe those other emotions: fear, anxiety, embarassment?