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My sister and I both took ballet lessons as kids. And while my sister embraced the art for years, my reception to it was only lukewarm.
To tell the truth, my favorite part was the costumes. As long as I had a tutu filled with tulle and sequins, I was pretty much content.
Kim took things farther. She actually wore those satin pink toe shoes. When she received her first pair, she let me try them on. I quickly found out that for this art, you have to accept some degree of pain.
The pointe shoes pinched my toes and it hurt to rise up onto the very tip of the shoe. This was not for me. But Kim swathed her toes with band-aids and tape to continue learning this art form.
So I feel confident that my sister must have felt some pride as she watched her daughter in her first ballet recital a few weeks ago.
For me, it was great to see parents at their children’s recital. They sat with their video cameras and pops of camera flashes filled the auditorium.
There were bouquets of flowers everywhere.
My niece, being only 3, did a simple dance. There was some speculation that she would run off the stage and cry for her mother, but my sister’s daughter proved she could deliver when it was needed.
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