tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950547793610541759.post5161602662985811193..comments2023-05-23T07:29:25.353-06:00Comments on mad scribblings: things I learned in high schoolbasesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17848568472795938206noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950547793610541759.post-61107653423453046902007-03-20T04:17:00.000-06:002007-03-20T04:17:00.000-06:00chris,i would likely have been in your square danc...chris,<BR/>i would likely have been in your square dance group, had we attended school together.basesthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17848568472795938206noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950547793610541759.post-23523486421916468222007-03-20T01:34:00.000-06:002007-03-20T01:34:00.000-06:00No, we Canadians in the west were also subject to ...No, we Canadians in the west were also subject to this as well. But I do recall that on Fridays, if we'd been good then they would slip in a class about the Hustle or the Electric Slide.<BR/><BR/>My thoughts on Square Dancing were once again being aware of how low on the 'cool' ladder I was as we had to get ourselves into groups of 4 and I was always left in the group of misfits (kind of like being picked last for the baseball team).<BR/><BR/>But I guess similar to the Chicago Barn dance here in Scotland there is the caile (pronounced kay-lee). Most official functions (the office Christmas party being one) involve this. But the caile is deep rooted in the Cceltic culture and everyone participates at that first chord struck by the band. It looks like an awful lot of fun.Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07733517174045269771noreply@blogger.com