Terpsichore Has Her Way [with Me]: A Spiritual Autobiography [in the Third Person]
“Controooooool your body!” she, barely of school age, shrieked in self-righteous condemnation as her aunt, just a teenage kid, gyrated through the living room. The grownups laughed.
It was cute in a little kid, dancing. (She would never! That was for unchurched little kids.)
It was cute in a little kid, fervent moralistic judgment.
Still, she couldn’t keep from moving. […] Continue reading at All Nine