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  • Writer's pictureJennie Steed

Hokey Pokey

Once upon a time in the small town of Schnazzie, nestled between rolling hills, there lived a young woman named Juniper. Juniper had always been a bit of an outlier, a non-conformist in a world that seemed to perform the same dance, "The Hokey Pokey," day in and day out. She watched as everyone around her went through the motions, putting their right foot in and their right foot out, all while wearing the same practiced smiles.


But Juniper was different. She couldn't stand "The Hokey Pokey." It felt like a dance that didn't resonate with her soul, a rhythm that didn't sync with her heart. She yearned for something more, something that would allow her to express herself fully, a dance that was uniquely hers.


One day, as Juniper strolled through the town square, she stumbled upon a poster that read, "Discover Your Inner Dance." It promised to help people find their groove, to explore dances beyond "The Hokey Pokey," and to choreograph their own unique movements. Juniper's heart leaped with excitement.


With newfound determination, Juniper signed up for the workshop. She joined a group of people who, like her, had felt confined by the repetitiveness of "The Hokey Pokey." They gathered in a vibrant studio filled with mirrors that reflected their eager faces.


Their instructor, Miss Eliza, was a spirited woman with a penchant for creativity. She encouraged her students to explore various dance forms, from line dancing to ballroom, jazz, and funk. She even encouraged them to create their own dances, their very own shenana-rific expressions.


For weeks, Juniper immersed herself in this world of dance. She discovered that line dancing made her feel free and connected to her roots. Ballroom dancing allowed her to experience grace and elegance she'd never known. Jazz dancing ignited her soul with its improvisation, and funk gave her the groove she'd been searching for.


But the most exhilarating moment came when Juniper created her very own dance, a dance she named the "Swish Swash." It was a whirlwind of movements, a fusion of all the styles she'd explored, and a very large sprinkle of her own unique flair. The "Swish Swash" was her masterpiece, her signature dance, and it felt like a reflection of her true self.


Juniper couldn't contain her excitement. She decided to share her creation with the town during the annual dance festival. As the music began to play, Juniper took center stage. She danced the "Swish Swash" with passion, grace, and a radiant smile.


The townsfolk watched in awe as Juniper moved to the rhythm of her heart, her dance infectious and vibrant. Some were puzzled by the unfamiliar steps, but others felt a spark of inspiration ignite within them.


As Juniper danced, she realized that her unique groove had the power to touch the hearts of others, to inspire them to break free from the monotony of "The Hokey Pokey" and explore their inner dances. The town began to embrace diversity in dance, celebrating each individual's unique style.


In the end, Juniper had not only found her own groove but had also created a movement. She had shown her town that it was okay to be different, to dance to the beat of your own drum. Through the "Swish Swash" and her unwavering spirit, Juniper had choreographed a dance of self-discovery and acceptance, proving that sometimes, it's the unconventional dances that light up our lives the most.


Wanna dance and light up your shenana-rific groove?

Da do da do do do do, let’s dance - Sassafras

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