Ozark Mountain Square Dancing

As Americans, we look at foreign countries andrhythm of words. An occasional "yahoo" ripped
sometimes find their customs a little strange if notthrough the chilly evening air.
amusing. That's a two way street. Sometimes theI decided right then, she was going to see what was
things we do are just as peculiar.going on in Brammers' barn like it or not. I turned into
My wife, Tommie, was from Okinawa, Japan and Ihis driveway, much to Tommie's surprise. Of course,
found some things she did on the bizarre side. Ofshe demanded to know where we were going. I told
course, I was the normal all around American boy.her we were going to watch some square dancers.
Nope, nothing odd about me! But that diagnosis couldShe had seen a few on TV and hadn't been too
depend on who you were asking.impressed. But she had never seen it up close and
In Tommie's country, people love to sing and dancepersonal and anyone who knows anything about
as do people in all countries. And Tommie was nosquare dancing will tell you it's just not the same. So,
different. She loved to dance and sing and did bothshe agreed to go in for a few minutes, more to
very well. There was only one problem with that...shekeep me from pestering her about it than interest in
could do it well in Japanese, but not English.the goings on inside the big red barn.
From my observations Tommie leaned to the moreThey were taking a pause as we entered. Tommie
historic and classical music of her country. Dancinglooked wide eyed at the fancy, frilly dresses the
was a form of hand and body language and singingwomen wore. Now that was something she
was of a straight laced and dignified manner. OK, sounderstood. I think dress and fashions must be a
stuck up and snobbish might describe it better!silent international women's language. Nobody could
But to continue, having been in the states for aboutmiss those gaudy, colorful outfits, no more than
five years, she still hadn't gotten motivated to takeanybody not noticing my wife. She was wearing a
any English classes. Although, she could get by on hercasual kimono robe. She stuck out like a turkey in a
limited vocabulary, I felt she should try topen full of chickens.
improve...she didn't.A few of the women came over, introduced
Therefore, if she wouldn't learn anymore English, Ithemselves and promptly began comparing notes on
thought it might be a good idea to introduce her totheir clothing. Now, strangely, I felt like the foreigner.
some local customs. Since we were living in theThe caller got back on his microphone and jumped
Ozark Mountains, good examples of Americana wereinto the bands' next number. Everyone scampered
all around us. Country folk represented the back boneback to the dance floor and found their
of American culture and values. But, what could Ipartners...except us. We just watched for a while.
show her that was uniquely American? It struck meThen I noticed Tommie's foot tapping to the beat.
immediately...square dancing. What could be moreShe was beginning to see what was so special.
American than that?It had been many years since I had done any square
Furthermore, I knew exactly where she could watch,dancing. I had moved off out of the country and
at Harlan Brammers' barn just down the dirt road agotten "citified". But I did remember a little, so I took
ways. Every Friday night one of the local squareher to one side. We watched what steps the
dancing clubs would rent his barn to hold their galadancers made and tried to copy them. It wasn't long
events in. But she didn't want to go! I was beginningbefore she made up one of her own, which could
to get a wee bit miffed with my old lady. She wasonly be called the "Japanese Do Si Do". It can't be
living in America now and needed to learn a littledescribed. You'd have to see it.
more about us...and her new country.We began attending the weekly square dances and
On the way home from shopping one evening,became regulars. And in doing so, she learned about
passing the Brammer Farm, I could hear thethe origins of the pastime and a bit of our culture as
proceedings were well underway, what with thewell.
fiddle music and song caller rendering his hypnotic