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TODDLER DANCE

The other night at work I had mellow ’60’s music playing in the store when a couple carrying their young son entered through the door. Guessing someone’s age the more I age is harder and harder for me but by the way he toddled through the store I’d say he was two or maybe three. When he toddled up to the speaker where the music was playing he stopped…he listened and when he finally felt the beat…. faster than you can say Richie Havens…he began to move his feet. He toddle-danced left…he toddle-danced right then he began to bounce up and down and the more the music moved him…he started spinning round and round. But a toddler can only spin so much…three times…maybe four… before dizziness and gravity directed him to the floor. He’d sit there for a moment staring…smiling at me…and then moved once more by the music…he’d begin to dance again. It was fun to watch this little boy move to the beat and toddle-dance to the rhythm… and fun to watch all the customers who couldn’t walk by without stopping to toddle-dance with him. If you don’t think music is universal…that it can’t bring people together… that it doesn’t our world enhance… I invite you into our bookstore where you can listen to the music and where, if you’re lucky, you can watch toddlers and people dance. Oh yea! As Boe the owner of the bookstore likes to remind me… I also have a job to do… So while you’re listening to the music… and watching toddlers and people dance… It’d be great if…you would buy a book or two.

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