
Good morning!
I had someone ask me yesterday if Mollydooker's Waltz meant that I had two left feet.
Actually, I am not a bad dancer at all.
Funny, when I was choosing the name for my blog it never occurred to me that someone would be thinking that, by just reading the blog name.
I then told them that I had dancing lessons from two great teachers,
My Nanny and my Mother, wow both those ladies can cut a rug!
I recall that my Nanny and I went to the Toronto National Exhibition and not only did we go see Chubby Checkers at the band shell, he pulled my Nanny up on stage to twist with him, that is where I learned the twist!
My Mother taught me how to jive, wow could she bust some moves doing that dance.
I loved attending all the sock hops and dance contests at school .
I was really lucky to have them to teach me how to dance, or I would still be taking my place on my Father's feet to waltz!
Do you have any fond memories of learning how to dance?