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.                                                   

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.
And for my dream to become a stewardess, I changed my mind.  After I seen a disaster movie about a plane crash and what it takes to be a good stewardess, I got scared enough that I did not want to be one anymore.