Hello and welcome to the State of fitness. I hope you enjoy your visit.
This section of the site is about fitness. I am by no means a fitness or health freak but I do have a few ideas about being fit and healthy so I figure I can put them here. This section is also where I will talk about dance. I am not dancing right now so I don't know how much I will talk about it but it is an important part of who I am.
Today, I would like to talk about my first love. Dance and more specifically, ballet. I want to explain why I call it my first love and why it is something that defines me. According to my mother, when I was 3, she had a friend who was a ballet teacher and she had a daughter who of course did ballet. They came to visit and the teacher's daughter was showing me her dance moves. I kept saying: "I can do that!" And presumably doing a terrible impression of whatever she was doing. Her mother of course encouraged my mother to enroll me in her dance school, the reason she gave was that I clearly had a lot of energy but I'm sure the real reason was because then Mum would pay her to teach me to dance.
The story told above is not one I remember but one I have been told. I have only three memories of that school. One is of skipping. Skipping is still one of my favourite things to do and if you have ever been to a ballet class, you will know that it is a staple of any good beginner ballet class. The next one is of ballet shoes. I remember our ballet teacher made even us small ones wear ribbons on our shoes. As a former dance teacher myself now, I would never put a 3 year old in ribboned shoes. They can't tie shoelaces so there's no way they can tie ballet ribbons. I remember feeling bad because my mother would tie my ribbons for me and then in class, our teacher would make us untie them and show her we could tie them ourselves. I could not so it was a great source of shame. The third one is that I loved ballet.
My mother pulled me out of that ballet school though. I am not really clear on the reasons. I think she had a falling out with the teacher but also, because of my shame at not being able to tie ballet ribbons, I apparently cried when she would take me to ballet. I have no recollection of this but I'm sure it's true. I think she took that to mean I didn't like ballet but even then, there was nothing I would rather be doing than dancing.
Later, I went to another ballet school but more on that next time, I am hitting the word limit I gave myself.
Thank you for visiting the State of Fitness. I hope you enjoyed your stay.
This section of the site is about fitness. I am by no means a fitness or health freak but I do have a few ideas about being fit and healthy so I figure I can put them here. This section is also where I will talk about dance. I am not dancing right now so I don't know how much I will talk about it but it is an important part of who I am.
Today, I would like to talk about my first love. Dance and more specifically, ballet. I want to explain why I call it my first love and why it is something that defines me. According to my mother, when I was 3, she had a friend who was a ballet teacher and she had a daughter who of course did ballet. They came to visit and the teacher's daughter was showing me her dance moves. I kept saying: "I can do that!" And presumably doing a terrible impression of whatever she was doing. Her mother of course encouraged my mother to enroll me in her dance school, the reason she gave was that I clearly had a lot of energy but I'm sure the real reason was because then Mum would pay her to teach me to dance.
The story told above is not one I remember but one I have been told. I have only three memories of that school. One is of skipping. Skipping is still one of my favourite things to do and if you have ever been to a ballet class, you will know that it is a staple of any good beginner ballet class. The next one is of ballet shoes. I remember our ballet teacher made even us small ones wear ribbons on our shoes. As a former dance teacher myself now, I would never put a 3 year old in ribboned shoes. They can't tie shoelaces so there's no way they can tie ballet ribbons. I remember feeling bad because my mother would tie my ribbons for me and then in class, our teacher would make us untie them and show her we could tie them ourselves. I could not so it was a great source of shame. The third one is that I loved ballet.
My mother pulled me out of that ballet school though. I am not really clear on the reasons. I think she had a falling out with the teacher but also, because of my shame at not being able to tie ballet ribbons, I apparently cried when she would take me to ballet. I have no recollection of this but I'm sure it's true. I think she took that to mean I didn't like ballet but even then, there was nothing I would rather be doing than dancing.
Later, I went to another ballet school but more on that next time, I am hitting the word limit I gave myself.
Thank you for visiting the State of Fitness. I hope you enjoyed your stay.