I just got back from my first homeschool skating party. It's going to take me some time to recover.
The event was held at Bell's rink in New Haven, the location of every skating party of my elementary school. Driving there I half wondered how they would handle the Rock-N-Robin (where boys line up on one side and girls on the other and if you are brave enough you leave your side and skate around once. If you are really brave you ask a member of the opposite sex to skate with you... while holding hands) and I wondered if Bells would be asked to turn off an inappopriate song.
I've come to learn that there are many kinds of Fort Wayne homeschoolers. There are the ones you think of stereotypically. You know, the ones that raise their own goats. I've also found that there are wiccan homeschoolers and eco-homeschoolers (yes, I'm being redundant) and all shades in between. I guess I wasn't prepared for what I was to encounter.
There was no Rock-N-Robin. No Disco Duck. No High School Musical songs. Not even any Beatles or 50s rock. Not even the innocent Hokey Pokey!!!! The music was apparently selected by a conservative Amish gentleman from the 1890s. Instrumental hymns with strings ruled the day. This, in the place where I experienced the disco and post disco era of the very early 80s... a major disconnect.
In addition to having three cakes by the snack bar ("Have a blessed 2009!") all of the video games, pinball machines, and ticket games were turned off. Don't they know that homeschoolers love The House of the Dead 2?!?!?
Somehow I was able to overcome the lack of blaring hip-hop music and had a great time skating with my daughters. There was no need to worry about inappropriate music (though I really wanted to slip the DJ a buck and ask him to play Metallica), there were no young girls showing too much skin, no skater punks knocking over children. A good time was had by all, although Neal Carr failed to show up to preach a brief Bible message.