
This blogging is a great way for me to write my stories and memories. Those happend to some of me and my family members, some time ago. They are real events that took place. I want to take the oppertunity to thank Blogger for letting me write and express my feelings of these events. I also want to thank my family members, unfortunatly some are no longer with us anymore. And for being their for me.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
My Little Ballerina
I was visiting my aunt and uncle and grandma in another town, for the summer. Never met my cousin before. I was still young not quite ten years old. My mom and dad allowed me to fly all by myself. The stewardess was my guardian at that point in time. I was all exited to go. The stewardess sat with me during the flight and talked to me I had a lot of questions to ask about her job. She was really nice. From that moment on I wanted to become a stewardess too. That became my dream.
When I seen those woman dance on TV before, I thought they had to stand on their tip of their toes. But when I checked those shoes out, they are lined with a wooden bottom and a wooden block at the end of their shoe. They are made out of satin.I wanted to ask her more questions about it. Lord knows I had tons of them at that age, but she had to leave and so did I. My visit with her was short and I never got to see her again. Too bad I never really got to know her all that much. I went back home, summer vacation was over the time went too fast. When I got home I told my little cousin, that lived in my town all about my visit. Her and I asked if we could be in a ballerina class, but my mom said ! " no" and my cousins mom said! " yes". So she was allowed to practice and I was not. After her lessons were over she quit and never picked it up again.
The flight went well, I arrived at my destination. And stayed with my grandma the whole duration of my summer vacation. I had a good time while I was their. Everybody was real nice to me. One day I went to visit my cousin. I guess I was a bit to early in the morning and she really didn't have that much time to visit with me. She had to get ready for work. But while I was their in her place, I noticed a pair of ballerina shoes hanging up and I asked, if they where hers? She replied yes they are and she wears them when she dances. I thought that was so cool. I didn't know that we had a real ballerina in our family. I just wished I could have watched her perform.
When I seen those woman dance on TV before, I thought they had to stand on their tip of their toes. But when I checked those shoes out, they are lined with a wooden bottom and a wooden block at the end of their shoe. They are made out of satin.
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