And then tonight, as I was having dinner all by myself for once, I started thinking about my daughter's ballet shoes and memories came back to me.
I was about her age.
I wanted to be a ballerina.
At that time, we had a summer house in the southwest of France and there, my sister E. and I had ballet pointe shoes. I don't know where we got them, maybe my mother had bought them for us at a brocante (a village flea market). I used to wear them and dance around, pretending I was a famous dancer. After a while, they hurt my feet, but I didn't care. I could see myself dancing Swan Lake, with a beautiful ballet tutu and my hair carefuly tied in a bun, and I kept spinning around with my shoes.
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And as I am writing this, I can feel that the little girl in me is still dancing.
I named my son Swann (not even thinking of the ballet).
I tie my hair in a bun every other day.
I am not a dancer but I am graceful.
I fall in love with ballet shoes.
I am still a dreamer.
3 comments:
I have a bouquet of all of my old pointe shoes...I love them. I still love them. They are sitting in my parents house...I would have loved to have had your pointe shoes when I was little! I had to wait to get them and had boring leather ones until then. You should definitely get the black ones when you can...always good to dream :-)
I am with you! Unfortunately, I didn't go any further than the little black leather ballet shoes I had when I was four. I fear grace has passed me by too!!! However, my twin girls love to prance around in my nieces pointes and are very delicate! I showed them the snow white ballet and they fell in love! They haven't had the costume off yet!
I always wanted to be a ballet dancer (I still do). I never had lessons but used to get asked if i was a dancer constantly (once by a choreographer!). Maybe one day I will take lessons, perhaps you should take it up again too? xx
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