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Back in grade school we had the school wide talent show. I don’t remember if participation was mandatory of not but my friend and I decided to do a dance.
We had our parents buy matching skirts and shirts for us and we started coming up with our dance routine. We chose the song “Tell It To My Heart” by Taylor Dayne. Okay, you can stop laughing now…..remember, this was back in the late 80s.
Anyway, we had the tape of this song and played it over and over while we came up with our dance routine. And let me tell you, we practiced every afternoon after school for a couple of weeks.
So the day finally came for the first round of the talent show. The first round consisted of acts from each grade competing against each other and then the winners would go onto to compete with the winners from other grades.
Other kids in our class were doing square dancing (which was pretty good), singing, magic acts, twirling batons and stuff like that. But nobody was doing the kind of act that WE had planned. We were doing a modern dance and were going to put everyone to shame!!!
Finally, it is our turn. All of the other students in our grade were in the lunch room waiting for us to come out. The pressure was on! We walked out into the middle of the lunch room and nodded for our music to start.
After a pretty uncomfortable few seconds the music started and we started doing our thing. We were shaking it, head swirling, grooving, and rocking the house. Everything was going great and then we were at the big finale in the dance……..the jump.
Okay, here’s what was supposed to have happened: she would kneel and I would leap frog over her with my legs spread out into a split and land with feet together in a crouch. (This was pretty intensive stuff for two little fourth graders with no gymnastics training or anything.)
My friend was kneeling and I got my running start, just like the umpteen kagillion times we practiced before, but I guess my adrenalin was pumping because I caught some serious air when I leap frogged her. I was still able to pull off the split but instead of the cool ass landing…….I face planted right there in front of the ENTIRE fourth grade.
They erupted into uncontrollable laughter while I did the walk of shame off the stage.
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