This is a flash back that had potential of being amazing, but that too was taken from me, BUT I will remember these times with a smile and warmth
Every little girl dreams of being a ballerina, those big stage lights and pretty dresses. I too was one of them, I wasn’t by any means graceful, but I dreamed of being able to dance. I was placed into dance school around the age of 6.
I remember the hall so well, it was an old building, we entered through a door and went upstairs, a large hall with beautiful light shining through the arched windows, shadows playing with the light, dust reflecting from the sun beams, the old wood every were just soaking in the warmth. A old piano in the corner, a very old music teacher, glasses, white hair, very hippy style looking.
I wasn’t the greatest dancer in the room by any means. Many parents stopped to watch their little ones in the class smiling, My mother dumped me and left returning at the end. It was better for me less pressure in case I was doing badly in her eyes.
Ballet and Tap were the two things I was taught, I never entered exams, that wasn’t allowed, but I danced my heart out. One year we were informed we were going to be part of a show that was happening in town. I must have been around 8 when this happened. So I had been doing this for a while. In this show we had two main acts to do, One Song and dance in the theme of Annie, The other in Oliver Twist, then we had to do a random song and dance at the ending of the show.
I don’t remember the time of year, or anything building up to it.
I remember the opening night. For the first act, we were dressed brown dresses and I gave it my all, the second act Oliver I threw everything into it, I didn’t mess up and I was in my element. Though trying to hide bum length hair under a hat to make me look like a boy was proving hard!! For the ending, we all had to throw on old 70s dresses and lots of beads and sing our hearts out.
I came away from both of the nights buzzing, The dance teacher said if I put my soul into it I could go some place.
Strangely enough not long after my lessons stopped, I was no longer allowed to do ballet or tap, instead she had me doing another sport. Which I did and did well… then that too was stopped.
Anything I did well was soon stopped, this was a common theme This is why now, I don’t hold out hope for anything until its solid and not moving.
Remember what you do with your child today will impact on them not just tomorrow, but potentially in many years to come.
Peacefully Erratic
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