Ballet Class: Mistress’ Command – Part 1 of the series
Ballet Class: Prep for the First Day – Part 2 of the series
Here now is Part 3!
I had a spy at the Ballet Class to watch over you… and to tell me everything that happened. She posed as one of the many mothers there, writing notes about what you did… and did not do… during the hour-long class.
Ballet Class Surprises
From what my spy told me, she said you poked your head in and saw all the girls, thin, wearing spaghetti strapped unitards, tights… and their hair was in buns. She said you took your sweater off so you would look more like the girls, but my spy said she laughed out loud because you had all that hair on your arms and chest! These girls were smooth and hair-free on any part of their body you could see. I laughed hearing about it and thought: Next appointment – HAIR REMOVAL!
She said you touched your hair, hanging down to your shoulders and you got tears in your eyes. It was clear you were going to stick out in more than one way, that’s for sure. Second appointment – GET HAIR STYLED.
Then my spy said you finally walked in. (I can’t wait to hear your side of this story!)
It was as if you walked in ringing a bell; the entire group of 20 girls turned around in unison.
The silence was deafening.
And then the tittering, then giggling, then laughter… and then the gales of laughter erupted.
My spy said you were mortified and started to back out of the ballet class room. But you moved forward. (I am so glad because you would have gotten quite the spanking if you had not gone in!)
It took the teacher a great deal of banging her keep-time stick to get control of the class again.
You slunk in as the girls still snickered.
Class was called to order.