Topic: Stories
Dancing
Cory Crow wanted to make up a dance. He'd seen people inside of a big room in one of the buildings around town, and stayed to watch them from his perch in a tree outside the window. They would gather at a certain time in that room, play some music and start moving around keeping the same beat as the sounds that Cory could hear.
They bounced up and down. They waved their arms in the air. They kicked their legs up high in front and in back of them. They raised their legs high first to one side then the other. They made tapping sounds with their feet - taps that were sometimes just like the music and sometimes weaving in and out and around the music. They clicked their fingers. They clapped their hands. They swayed their hips from side to side and jiggled their fannies. They hopped up and down first on one foot then on the other. They rolled their heads around. They made their hair and their clothes swing to the music too.
Sometimes they held hands and made a big circle with each other. They made the circle turn in one direction and then go around in the other direction - like a big hoop or ring. They would walk slowly in the circle together and then they would run in the circle. They would make the circle get as small as they could by walking to the center and raising their arms. They would stamp their feet - stomp, stomp, stomp. They would jump all at the same time - boom boom boom. Cory could feel the air vibrate and see the windows shake when they did that - bam, bam, bam.
Sometimes they danced singly, and sometimes they paired up and danced as couples. They used different kinds of music for different dances. Cory did not have any music to dance to but perhaps he could try some dancing anyway. When the people stopped dancing and went home, he could hardly wait to get home to try dancing.
He went back to the yard where he usually gathered with his friends. No, he did not want to try dancing where the others could see him, not yet. Cory found a big flat rooftop, an old abandonned building, where he could try his dancing without being afraid of others watching him and laughing at him yet.
He jumped around in a circle. He spread his wings and hopped around with them open. He flapped his wings slowly as he hopped up and around. He bobbed his head up and down and weaved it from side to side. He dipped his beak to the ground with his head turned a bit. He jumped forward and backward. He was having a good time dancing.
He looked up. There was Camilla Crow on the rooftop wall sitting very still and watching him. For a moment Cory felt foolish. But then he puffed up his feathers, especially around his head, neck, and chest. Camilla flew over to him to watch close up. Cory started his dancing again. She stayed to watch. Cory danced in front of Camilla and then around her. She was enjoying his dance. She bobbed her head a little bit from side to side, in admiration and appreciation.
Cory stopped to rest from his dance. Without a word, Cory and Camilla flew off together to see what food they might find at the beach or the park
