We never had dances when I was growing up, not even at weddings. The first dance I went to was for somebody who had moved west from Wisconsin, and I was 20. I had no clue how to dance and no inclination to make a fool of myself. Even now, I prefer darkened clubs with thumping music and lots of alcohol.
Though this reminds me of a bible study I had when I was pioneering. It was a young 16 year old girl who had no father and only a spiritually weak mother. The girl asked me herself to study with her. She used to tell me how she was always criticized at witness dances for the provocative way she danced. I assumed it was some stodgy, old-school witnesses that hated to see anyone have a good time...until I saw her dance. She actually danced like a stripper! All she lacked was a pole. I asked her who taught her to dance that way and she said nobody, it was just her way of dancing. I didn't think anyone could dance like that without training. But I did understand why she might stand out in a JW get-together.