When I was a young teen I went to Summer School. It was a Quaker Summer School run at the country's oldest and most famous Quaker boarding school, Friends School Saffron Walden.
I loved my time there so much that I actually asked my mum if I could go to proper school there. The answer was no, surprisingly!
Like Quaker Camp, previously mentioned on this blog, Summer School was a fantastic chance to holiday with people the same age and with the same interests. I even had a boyfriend, Andreas, and I had girlfriends to chatter and giggle with.
At the end of the fortnight, there was a disco and every year a Disco King and Queen were crowned.
I had always loved dancing. As a child I had dressed up and danced for my parents, and as a teen I had studied all the latest moves from Pan's People to make sure I was the coolest Disco Queen. At regular school discos I was far too nervous to dance in front of my peers, but I did love dancing.
I won! Not only did I win, but the school heart throb was crowned King. So I got to dance with the hottest boy in Summer School...to this......
Just for one night - I was a Queen.....a Dancing Queen.....
ps - awwwwwww - wasn't Benny just the CUTEST???
cq
7 comments:
Not only did I win, but the school heart throb was crowned King. So I got to dance with the hottest boy in Summer School
Awesome!!
Michele sent me to tell you to have a Great Day! :+)
So I assume you are dancing the night away tonight, also? Great fun!
ANd hiysa - here from Michele's!
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...that was supposed to say Hiya ;-)
Those were the days! ABBA! I use to just sleep on the couch listening to the radio while I was a kid, and always loved it when they played this song!
Never was a King, but felt like it with my tunes and my dreams.
We all were "Dancing Queens" back then, weren't we!! I loved that song, still do! Great memories....
Good to see you my friend!!
Oh I love this song, and the story that goes with it, dear CQ....
Wonderful Memories!
Hello, I'm here Via Michele. Love the race for life. Its such a worthy cause. Thank you...from all the women in the world
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