Went to a Broadway play in the 80s with a school group at the “Circle in the Square” in NYC. At break, I went out and watched the street dancers doing hiphop and breakdancing and drumming on 5 gallon plastic buckets. Suddenly, I could feel a tiny funny looking black lady with dreadlocks standing next to me — and the looming presence of two white men taller than teenage me behind me. I said nothing, just watched the outside show for 10 minutes with Whoopi Goldberg a foot away from me. At the end, we looked at each other and said “good show right?” “Yeah those boys can dance”. and that was that. I never acknowledged her name or fame and it felt pretty good that I knew at least one of the rules and did it right.

Went to a Broadway play in the 80s with a school group at the “Circle in the Square” in NYC.

At break, I went out and watched the street dancers doing hiphop and breakdancing and drumming on 5 gallon plastic buckets.

Suddenly, I could feel a tiny funny looking black lady with dreadlocks standing next to me — and the looming presence of two white men taller than teenage me behind me.

I said nothing, just watched the outside show for 10 minutes with Whoopi Goldberg a foot away from me. At the end, we looked at each other and said “good show right?” “Yeah those boys can dance”. and that was that.

I never acknowledged her name or fame and it felt pretty good that I knew at least one of the rules and did it right.

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