My older brother, James, loves to dance. Even at 5 years old, I was too self-conscious to try, until he taught me to do The Twist. That was quickly followed by The Limbo, The Chicken Dance, The Electric Slide, and the motions to YMCA.
Suddenly, the Saturday night dance was the highlight of our many family camping trips, along with the hot dogs, marshmellows–and s’mores–mountain pies, and anything else we could cook over the campfire.
These days I neither dance nor sit around a campfire, but I hold them fondly in the twists and turns of my memory. I’m forever grateful to my big brother for bringing me out of my shell.
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My response to
Six Sentence Stories, Twist.
Such a wonderful childhood memory to treasure! β₯οΈ
Thanks for reading, Josie. π
He sounds like a great brother.
Love “I hold them fondly in the twists and turns of my memory.” I have a few twists and turns in my memory too. π
Thanks Pat. βΊοΈ
I could never do the Limbo well and probably none of the others either. Very nice memory of your brother.
Thank you, Frank. I don’t think I could limbo anymore, but we had lots of fun when we were kids. π
Sweet responses to the prompt!
Thanks Lisa.
I like James! How wonderful he wanted his little sister to dance π Dance and music – catharsis at its best.
I like James too. π Though I don’t dance anymore, I’m a musician, And that brings me a lot of joy! Thanks for reading!
funny thing about these Sixes, those that are reflections on memories of of a writer’s past, (especially, childhood), often creates an internal illumination (if only a moment or even a brief emotion) for the Reader.
very cool
I agree. Thanks for reading!
What nice memories and tribute to your brother.
Thank you. π
Brought memories here. Great six. So glad you are with us in thes challenge. Good job.
Thanks, I enjoyed writing this. π
Brilliant childhood memories. Love the line so much: “I hold them fondly in the twists and turns of my memory.” A good use of the cue word.
Thank you. π