My Ballet School
Me and my friends practice ballet every Thursday. In the first picture, they are acting really, really silly, and so am I. We are not supposed to.
In the last picture, I am running ballet runs to my teacher Florabelle. My dad pretends he has a teacher named Glorafelle and tries to tell me what spring pointe is. My dad is very, very silly. He says things that are nonsense when he talks about ballet moves. He thinks that I make fun of his teacher's name, but he is really making fun of my teacher.
In two days, I am going to have a ballet performance of Sleeping Beauty at the Hult Center. I will play a woodland nymph.
Dear Lauren,
It is wonderful to learn about your ballet. Your cousin, Kim, still takes dance lessons, so this is something you can enjoy for long time. I'm sure you are a lovely dancer!
Please keep writing about what you are doing. It is fun to read and lets me know you are growing up
quickly. It makes me wish I could visit with you more often.
Love, Aunt Carol
Comment by Aunt Carol — 06/12/2007 5:25 AM