It’s been just over a year since I joined an adult ballet class and I have to say that I’ve absolutely loved every moment of every class. Like many of us, I attended dance classes as a child but put those dreams away as I grew up and the realities of life intervened. But I never lost the love of ballet and have taken the opportunity to see as many live performances as possible over the years.
The classes I attend are friendly and relaxed with a great teacher and fab mix of fellow dancers. We always enjoy a good laugh or two, while doing our best to improve each week. Alongside the sheer joy and pleasure of dancing, it is such good exercise and has many benefits. Some benefits I’ve found are improved balance, better coordination, stronger legs and ankles, and more flexible hips. I’m sure it’s good for the memory, too, as I now seem to remember new step sequences and routines far easier than when I first started.
I’m so glad I took the plunge last year and enrolled for the class. Just goes to show it’s never too late to rekindle old loves and pleasures. Never in a million years did I ever envision that I’d be arabesque-ing and petit jete-ing (or at least attempting to) at this stage of my life.
So, this very enthusiastic amateur will leave you with a look at how the professionals do it, with my favourite dance from my favourite ballet: the Grand Pas de Deux from The Nutcracker. Enjoy.
Recently, I reconnected with one of my cousins. We’d lost touch over the years, due to marriage, moving cities, and the usual excuse of months/years going past so fast. It was lovely that after the best part of 30 years we just picked up where we’d left off. Soon we were reminiscing, remembering the fun times we’d shared as children and teenagers. There was much laughter and schoolgirl giggling to be had.
As children, we’d shared fun days at the beach and happy cinema trips, most of which included much mischief and more usually ended up with us being sent to bed early in disgrace. As teenagers, we continued to misbehave: one memorable night included a family Christmas Party where Kathy and I managed to get ourselves tipsy after sneaking drambuie into the garden shed. That particular incident put me of alcohol for life 🙂
One of our favourite things to do was re-enact scenes from movies in my parent’s living room. I was always a budding movie director and Kathy an actress, a perfect partnership for creating a masterpiece of cinematic glory that, alas, never made it to the big screen. But goodness, we had some fun. We used to love re-creating the barn dance scene from Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, and would take turns being either one of the brides or brothers. We’d use chairs, tables, footstools, buckets, brooms, and even my dad’s decorating ladder as props, and then set about dancing around the living room. Oh, how I loved to dance.
On UK television at the moment, there’s an advert for a shop chain’s home insurance. It shows a bespectacled little girl in a ballet outfit dancing joyously around to the soundtrack of Elton John’s “Tiny Dancer”. She dances with a reckless abandon, and sort of reminds me of…me, LOL. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do.