isn't everybody just like me?: part III

After that one moment of pure joy, I got up to dance in celebration. I executed the flailing arms, body twisted in a different direction from the knee-bent jumping legs dance move with perfect form. I wondered what celebratory jigs my family and Mrs. Wong had decided to do. I opened my eyes and found everybody staring at me, mouths agape.

Oy.

I sat back down on the couch and shoved a handful of candies in my mouth. I can't even imagine what Mrs. Wong must have thought my parents were teaching me at home.