As far as childhood memories go, mine are wrapped around ballet. As far as I can remember, I danced. My childhood was about going to ballet classes or getting ready to go for a class. I loved it! If my mother would have let me I would have gone every day, all day. That's how much I loved dancing. I loved the smell of the studio, the pianist playing all the beautiful classical music, the pink shoes, the pink tights, my black leotard, my neat hair bun and all of my beautiful ballet teachers. I lived for it. I had a really happy childhood.
Eventually, I became a ballet teacher. I had my own school and enjoyed teaching all the young want-to-be ballerinas. I also was able to join a ballet company: Les Ballets Métropolitains de Montréal. It was the best time of my life. It was fun travelling and putting on "Les spectacles de ballet". It was my dream come true.
Finally, a career in dance does not last very long and I pursued my career as a teacher which was also very rewarding. As a teacher I was part of the prestigious Académie des Grands Ballets Canadiens. I finally stopped teaching when my husband, because of his work, was being constantly transferred at first in different cities in Canada and then overseas. I recently came across this beautiful painting by Scott Mattlin. I wish I could paint as well as this:
It just reminds me of the many times I crossed the pink ribbons over my ankles always making sure that the ribbons were not too tight nor to loose. I love the white tutu.
Here is a song that reminds me of how important "dancing" can be in one's life. At times, dancing literally gave me wings to fly over the peaks and valleys of life.
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Returning the follow! Thanks for visiting. I used to dance too and absolutely loved it!
ReplyDeletehow great that you were a ballet teacher! I still remember my first teacher and my 5 yr old is in her second year now - she is mesmerized by toe shoes! thanks for stopping by today and thanks especially for the follow! -diane
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ReplyDeleteHow sweet! I had no idea. That was my dream...but I was waaaaay too uncoordinated!
ReplyDeleteLoved this post! I wish I could dance I have NO rhythm though!!
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Hello my darling I love the photos in this post. You lived my dream!! I always wanted to be a ballerina however, life got in the way and it never happened for me. Glad you had the opportunity to enjoy it. Darling I wanted to let you know that your mother's day comment brought tears to my eyes, for the simple fact that you remembered that I share in your pain. I cannot tell you what you comment meant to me. Thank you darling for being so caring and so sweet and wonderful, you are a gem my friend. I am so glad our paths crossed my treasured friend. Have a safe and wonderful trip and Happy Birthday to your little angel. May God Bless her and keep her safe and always surround her by those who love her.
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Anne-Marie, this is such a touching post & the photos have made me smile again & again! I love the sweet little angles in their pink tutus! My DGD (Ms. C..age 5) just had her 3rd dance recital last week. I never got to take dance lessons but I made sure her mother did & now her only daughter does, too. Such sweet memories!
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I wish you a Blessed Sunday & a wonderful visit with your sweet granddaughter.
Anne-Marie, I never did get to take dance lessons, but it was a dream as a young child. Your photos of these precious little ballerinas in their pink is the essence of such a little girl's dream. Thank you for sharing this beautiful post! I'm thrilled to find your blog. ~ Sarah
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