When my school announced prom, I wasn’t exactly thrilled. But then I looked over at my great-grandma, Alma, sitting in her recliner, watching an old movie. I asked her if she had ever gone to prom, and her response stuck with me. “Girls like me didn’t get asked to prom back in my day,” she said with a laugh.
That conversation sparked an idea. I decided to take Alma to prom, and she thought I was joking at first. But I was determined to make it happen. We found her a sparkly blue dress, and I got a matching tie. When we walked into the venue, all eyes were on us.
Instead of weird looks or whispers, people started clapping. My friends cheered, and even the principal wiped away a tear. Alma hit the dance floor, twirling and laughing to the music. The DJ dedicated a song to her, calling her the “Queen of the Prom.” Everyone erupted into applause, and Alma beamed with joy.
As we danced to an old favorite song, “Always” by Ella Fitzgerald, Alma’s eyes sparkled. She told me that it was her song with my great-grandpa, and they used to dance to it in their living room. The crowd watched silently, respecting the poignant moment.
The rest of the night was a whirlwind of dancing, laughter, and memories. Alma was crowned honorary prom queen, and we took photos that would later go viral on social media. The experience taught me that life is about creating moments that turn into beautiful memories.
