Teachers Act Up!

Thoughts on Teaching, Language, and Social Change from Melisa "Misha" Cahnmann-Taylor

Dance in the kitchen

This summer my 4 year old son taught me a song he’d learned in school: “5 little fishies swimming in the sea.”  I was so impressed b the fact that he could remember the pitch, rhythm, tone and could teach me a complete, enjoyable song I’d never heard before.  This morning we sang the song in the kitchen, “shaking our booties,” twisting and turning one another in circles.  Aside from more spilled milk, it was a great morning.  I love losing all inhibitions and going wild with my kids.  I remember my grandfather acting silly in the shopping mall, raising his unshaven eyebrows up and down, shuffling “off to buffalo” as if he were tap dancing on a stage instead of the sleek Chicago suburban mall floor.  “Grandpa!” I’d admonish, an embarrassed teen.  “Missy, when you get to be my age, you stop caring about what other people think!”  Well, I have spent most of my adult life trying to stop caring what other people think, to arrive at that freedom of expression and joy well before I’m an old lady.  May the dancing continue in the grocery store, the playground, the waiting room before shots.  May we respect others as we respect ourselves–dance, sing, communicate, fly.


One response to “Dance in the kitchen

  1. Amy G. August 9, 2011 at 2:23 pm

    Oh the anticipation of our children reaching the teenage years…


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