Watching her daughter on stage, Victoria felt a little MISTY about the eyes. She was so grateful that Bella wanted to dance. Victoria had bent over backwards not to steer her to ballet, so as not to seem to be forcing Bella to follow in her footsteps. But in the end, her daughter seemed to love ballet as much as she did. Thankfully, the rest of the family didn’t mind. No one made an ISSUE of the piles of slippers and toe shoes, the spray cans of ROSIN, not to speak of what seemed like mountains of tutus, tights, skirts, sweaters, leg warmers, and leotards. Victoria smiled – it was such a delight, sitting in the auditorium and watching the rehearsal. So much magic as Bella and the rest of the children rehearsed for their big performance. Much to everyone’s delight, the ballet school planned a performance of “If I Were a SUSHI Roll,” a contemporary ballet scaled down for children. Even better, for the after party, Victoria and the other parents had scoured the Internet and had found recipes to make little bites of rice and cheese in the shapes of ballet slippers and tutus. Tedious as heck, but so much fun!

Georg’ann

SMART cat, warms itself
sun beams SHINE on wood, laughter,
SUSHI on table.

Heather