It’s Not Fun, It’s Ballet

We enrolled the little Miss in Ballet last fall, and she’s been keen to go at every opportunity since.

She participated in her first ballet recital last spring, and I couldn’t have been more proud. We weren’t allowed behind the doors that lead her to the dressing rooms, so we had to leave her in the capable hands of her teacher(though that doesn’t mean I wasn’t slightly nervous). As the youngest class, she was allowed to come out and watch the first half of the show from the front row of the theater. When one of the other classes did a routine to “Somebody to Love”, I’m fairly certain that she was singing along, though I can’t be certain.

When the show was over, and all the dancers had taken a bow, I had the honour of presenting my beautiful daughter with a rose, and she presented me with a big hug.

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Now, at the tender age of five, she’s not exactly trying out for the National Ballet of Canada, but that doesn’t mean it’s not serious business. She was once questioned by an innocent adult if she’d enjoyed herself at Ballet class that day.

“No, I’m not having fun. I’m doing ballet!” was the response this poor, unsuspecting person was greeted with.

Don’t let her serious demeanour fool you, she’s all smiles behind the closed studio doors.

 

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