One teacher for twenty dancers. Three to five-year-old dancers.
Jordis's tap shoes kept coming untied. And the teacher could only retie them so many times since there was so many other kids in the class. And apparently the ribbon I put on the shoes that we borrowed from a friend was not made for tap shoes. Toward the end of class Jordis got frustrated and gave up. And sat down by herself and cried.
That's when I arrived (20 minutes early) with my brothers fancy camera to take pictures of her first dance experience. And found Jordis off to the side crying. "I want to go home. I want to go home" She cried when I came in the room.
There is more to the first-day drama, but suffice it to say I got some apology phone calls from the studio and so we went back for the rest of the camp. And the girls enjoyed it. And there was another teacher there. And I got Jordis some tap ties so she danced her heart out. Or picked her nose off. Something like that.
At the final performance. "Hi mom!"
Thanks for the tap ties, Mom.
I'm not sure if nose picking was part of the choreography, but it might have been.
Next up. Auditions for So You Think You Can Dance.
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6 comments:
This makes my heart melt, precious dancing memories. I love that she forgot her first day woes and jumped right back in!
Oh, mama. My eyes are blurry over here ... good for your sweet girl for giving it a go again! Such a cutie. :)
I would be "that" parent along with you - taking pictures of my child bawling...and laughing so hard I peed myself. Hysterical!
WM
precious. i love that she went back to dance! goodness, your girls are cuties.
nose picking and all;)
Oh these are such cute pictures! I am glad that she got to back and dance. Looks like she really had a great time the second day!
That is the most adorably pathetic thing I've ever seen.
See, you do have experience...
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