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.
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.
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.