Daddy/Daughter Dance
Yesterday, Amnesty International club sponsored a Daddy/Daughter dance for kindergarteners to 5th graders. The money made would be sent to UNICEF. All of the kids, as well as grown ups, seemed to have a lot of fun. But I noticed something different in a couple. They were doing the limbo and a little girl, who is 6 years old, was standing on the side with her date. I asked them if they wanted to join in and they shook their heads. Her date had a sad expression on his face almost the entire time and she seemed to match that expression, also. She whispered quietly, "I wish Daddy was here." It broke my heart hearing that because she looked so sad. I think her grandpa was her date. He heard her say that, too. I felt bad knowing that he heard it, too. I wondered what was going on in her life and why her daddy couldn't come. Maybe something tragic was happening in her life. I didn't want to ask, though, because that would have been awkward for us. I just felt like standing next to them to the side. They didn't dance very much like everyone else. I just wished she and her date would have seemed happier. I tried talking to her, but she seemed uncomfortably shy. I wish they would have won a prize or a cake from the cakewalk. I'm not even sure if she ever joined in the cakewalk. Maybe I'm overdramatizing it, but it bothered me. Maybe they weren't even sad and they're leading great lives.