Everything except one: learning ballet. I never had ambitions to being a ballerina, I simply wanted to know how to be a ballerina - to be able to create moving, elegant, precise, and emotional forms with my own body as the medium.
I am well past the prime time (about 25 years ago would have been ideal) to have subjugated my joints to the ludicrous flexibility ballet demands. I have found some measured contentment in unearthing my buried talent
Oh! the way this prima ballerina moves . . . ! She makes me weep with mingled delight and regret. Not only is she an otherworldly talent, she came back from a serious injury, a childbirth, and a two year furlough, to conquer her body and the stage again.
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Oh, I completely understand your feeling about ballet. In undergrad, I embarrassingly attempted to take a ballet class (mind you, I had NEVER taken any kind of dance class before) and I was a miserable failure (read: I dropped out). I was disheartening because I actually loved putting on the ballet shoes and pretending for a very brief moment that I was graceful and lithe...
Tara, you have all my admiration for trying - I haven't even done that! We'll have to start a "secret ballerina society" for women who privately dance in front of their mirrors when no one's looking and dream of tutus.
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