Last week, Shaun asked if I'd be interested in helping him out with a certain volunteer opportunity. It sounded like fun, so last night, I was a chaperone for the Aviano High School Winter Formal.
I was interested to see how much dances had changed since I was in high school. Not very much. There were still the various cliques--jocks, nerds, shoe-gazers, freaks, and ghetto-fabulous booty shakers. When the DJ would play a good song, the girls would run to the dance floor, followed reluctantly by the guys. They all seemed like good kids, and we didn't have any incidents at all.
Nearly everyone in Shaun's circle of friends was a chaperone, and since the high school here isn't very big, there were almost as many chaperones as students. We were encouraged to have a good time and dance and stuff, just as long as we made sure nothing too explicit was happening.
The dance ended at 11, and we were showing our age by frequently looking at our watches by 10. Still, it was a good time, and I'll rarely miss an opportunity to get on the floor and shake it. Even if most of the people there are half my age.