Ballet

I finally 'caved in' and signed her up for ballet classes. It never crossed my mind to do so just because I never had ballet aspirations as a child and even now, I don't get all 'ooh and aahh' when I see little girls in the pink leotard and tu-tu. And for me, this aversion to 'girls in tu-tu' started very early on, when I was in kindergarten. I remember seeing a classmate (whose name I still remember because karma had returned in the form of her being in my primary and secondary school) in her ballet costume and I teased her, sufficiently. I know, I wasn't so sweet after all and admittedly a full fledged tom boy. I thought the ballet costume ridiculous and ahhh, too pink. Anyway, that was 5 year old me, and well, that attitude pretty much carried on throughout my life until Sera came along ...

The sky is definitely the limit when it comes to our children and unjustifiable dislikes all fade too quickly. As a parent, I'm learning to accept and embrace individuality in two of my girls. That for me, is truly the fun part. I can't say that Sera, at this age, has royal dreams of being a ballerina. Nah, not at all. I think, ballet to her, means something else. She, like so many other girls her age, just loves anything and everything PINK. So from head to toe, these little girls are dressed in pink and what do they do in their first ballet session? They dance around like butterflies! Oh my goodness, two of Sera's absolute favourite things in the whole wide world (I'm starting to even write like how she talks!).

Anyway, our two reasons for sending her for ballet class. One, because we were leaving Dubai and I wanted a little parting gift for her, a little memento. Two, her friend Elin was also in the same class so they could be 'butterflies' together. And oh, there is a three ... this particular un-snobby school didn't require them to wear all pink!