Tapping

I always knew I LOVED school, but I didn't realized how much I loved it until I graduated. After sitting out fall semester, I decided to take a night class Winter. What class? Beginning TAP! I was inspired after seeing the play "Singing in the Rain" during the summer. I just wanted to jump out of my seat and dance! The enthusiasm that prompted enrollment hasn't died down. In fact, it's just increasing. Although I have been in the class for three weeks, I just got my tap shoes last Saturday. From the moment they were out of the box, they were on my feet. Eventually, it came time to go to bed. My dear friend, Claire, was sleeping over at my house and we were up late talking in our jammies...I was still in my tap shoes. I felt like a little kid again in a dress up I just didn't want to take off. So, I did what any kid would do....I went to bed in my tap shoes! Oh the love! (I am 21)
Trouble came in church the next day. I needed to slip out at the beginning of Relief Society to make an announcement in Elders Quorum. When I returned, the sisters were done with the announcements and were diving into a lesson regarding talents. Somehow we got on the topic of dance and a comment was made about my interest in tapping. Suddenly, a sister called out that Claire had told everyone during "good news minute" that I had worn my tap shoes to bed. HA! I was as red as the 2' shoes I was wearing.

Thank goodness for the quirks that make me, me and that I can still get enthused over the small and simple things in life.