Continuing the story of the young Iraqis of Derby .........
The boys began
to sneak into Derby town center individually or in pairs at night to look at the shops cafes and people. They
were excited to see young men and beautiful young girls walking down the
streets hand in hand, and in a few occasions kissing at street corners.
One night Hama returned totally flushed and exited. You never guess what
I did tonight, he said: I put my hand around a beautiful girl's waist, and my
cheek on her cheek. He posed to see the reaction of the group who were all ears
then bombarded : she sat on my lap
! .
Hassan : Stop, now tell us from the beginning.
Amjad : Yes, from A to Z.
Hama : Well, I was walking down
the main street when a middle aged man came to me and said his name was Peter and
that he has a small social club which he runs as a hobby and asked if I would be
interested to have a look.
We climbed a narrow long stair. Peter opened the door and we came to a hall.
In one corner there was a gramophone with some discs and around the room there
were some chairs. Soon after our arrival
a number of young men and women came and after greeting Peter and paying him an
entrance fee of one shilling (The Pound was 20 shillings in those days), stood
by waiting for the music. Peter explained that he takes this small fee to cover
the rent of the hall .Peter introduced me to the people. He put on a record and
came back to me and said watch me I will show you how you can dance.
He asked one of the girls to help
him. She didn't mind. He took the girl's right
hand into his left hand and raised high, then placed her right hand on his
shoulder and his right hand round her waist and said now look at my
feet ; one ,two ,three , … one , two , three
.
Her right foot moved smoothly
with his left foot forward to the left followed by her left foot and his right to the
right in a swing movement then his right back a little and her left joins his right in a stop position before resuming the same
movements again . Peter and the girl
went round the hall swaying beautifully with the music then came back to me.
Peter with a respectful bow to the girl and another bow to me invited me to
dance with the girl.
I meticulously followed the instructions
and after a few stepping over the poor girl's toe nails I got the hang of the
dance. When the music went soft and slow
I was a little bit naughty and moved my cheek on to her cheek and held her a
little bit tight.
The boys were following in their minds Hama's vivid description as he
was at the same time acting the whole episode. So when he stopped they shouted
on him to carry on.
Hama said: Very sorry but that’s all.
Falah: No that’s not all. What about the sitting on the lap?
Hama: Ah, yes. They have a play they call musical chairs I think. They
place chairs in the middle of the hall back to back. The number of the chairs
is less than the number of the people present. When the music starts everybody
go dancing around the chairs. When the music suddenly stops the men rush to
secure a chair to sit on, the girls and the remaining men will have no chairs. The girls are obliged to sit on the lap of
the nearest sitting man. The men who failed to grab a chair would only have to wait for
a few seconds before the music starts again and everybody joins joyfully dancing
around the chairs waiting for a better luck when the music stops.
Needless to say god old Peter had four new customers the following night and a total of five shillings contribution to the rent from the young Iraqi guests of Derby.
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