We could watch them through the glass door while we waited for our class to start.
It was beautiful to see them
with their pointed toes
and straight backs
and strong legs.
Ellie's class was everything you'd want for a little girl. A huge room with high ceilings and big windows with lots of natural light.
Miss Kathy was the teacher who had the most calming voice and disposition of anyone I'd ever met.
She made me want to dance ballet.
And I'm more of the kick boxing type.
There was a live piano player
named Miss Somethingorother
that the girls had to say "hello" to
and "thank you" to
No buying expensive recital costumes.
No garish make-up.
Thank you very much.
There were little recitals every few months that showed off what they had learned but nothing stressful or high-pressured.
No chance for a stage mom to emerge.
Thank you very much.
My older daughter, McDaniel, was home from school with the tail end of a cold.
I took her with me to the recital.
The little girls showed off their new moves as a group.
|Ellie is 2 in from the left.|
|Ellie is back row last one on the right. Smiling her face off.|
Then Miss Kathy had them line up to the side of the room and asked them
one at a time
to dance across the room like a princess ballerina
light as a feather
ever so softly
Can you hear her calming voice?
Could put me right into a smiling face sleep.
Each little girl jumped and twirled
and other ballet terms that I can't think of right now.
They were whisper quiet and graceful.
It was precious.
Then it was Ellie's turn.
|From the look on her face, she knows EXACTLY what she is about to do.|
Check out her underwear hanging down below her leotard.
Wait! Are they ZEBRA PRINT?!
I got the video camera ready to record.
I may or may not have squeezed McDaniel's hand in excitement.
Ellie, with chin jutted out, head held high
and the most determined look of
"I am a princess ballerina hear me ROAR"
spread her arms out wide
stuck her right leg straight as a board out in front of her
somehow or another squatted a bit down on her left leg
and did a Three Stooges kinda shuffle across the room.
Can you picture it?
I imagine if Walt Disney's Goofy character did ballet
it would've looked very similar.
As if nothing could phase her, Miss Kathy calmly said,
"Princess ballerinas come in all shapes and sizes
and do all sorts of moves and motions."
God bless her.
McDaniel and I gasped in,
"What in the world is she doing?" McDaniel asked.
I had no earthly idea.
It seemed forever for her to hobbity hoy
all the way
The look on her face was one of
"I dare you to say this isn't what princess ballerinas do".
In my curious disbelief
I forgot to record the event.
I am so glad McDaniel was there as my witness
or Monte may not have believed the story.
Now, at 10, she asked to be signed up for a drama class that was being held after school.
She is in the 5th grade and has never asked to take a drama class before.
The class will put on Roald Dahl's, "BFG," the big friendly giant.
Most of the kids are 3rd graders taking the class.
Ellie is fairly tall.
See where this is going?
They asked her to be the BFG--the giant.
After reviewing the parts, Ellie said,
"No thank you--I want to be Queen Elizabeth."
Who knew but Ellie that you could just turn down a role.
Ellie has been chasing crowns all her life.
|"Is my crown crooked?"|
eccentric with wild red hair,
a kind face
and loud dramatic voice--
told me, as she recounted Ellie's pursuit of the crown,
Ellie is a diva now.
|Ellie as Miss Piggy.|
My friend recommended YouTube for tutorials.
Ellie and I watched some very informative videos on how to pronounce vowels and hold our lips and open our throats.
I told her to take her script and go upstairs to her room,
with no distractions
and practice her lines
applying what she had learned from the videos.
I didn't expect her to be so loud
or sound so much like Mrs. Doubtfire
or, oddly enough, Paula Deen.
"What in the world is she doing?" she asked.
This time I knew.