"Walk Like an Egyptian" was our niece's cue to dance. Tiny, already beautiful she moved in rhythmic motion across the floor with her hands held in various poses attributed to the Egyptian's. How do we know that they actually moved like that? Anybody know? Anybody at all?
She was her Papa's delight. Whatever he asked her to dance, or do, she performed without a word of complaint. The most fun was to watch her parent's proud faces. As we watched I thought about the woman she might become someday.
Someday is NOW. She is a beautiful woman, married, and gaining her education. I dont' know if she still "Walk's Like an Egyptian," but I see the same proud gleam on her parents face when they talk about her!