I am no dancer. And yet my earliest memory of my childhood is standing on a dark stage in a pink tutu craning my neck to find my father in the crowd. I was five and I don’t recall the classes or the ballet shoes, but the memory of that first performance, as my peers determinedly pirouetted beside me, still evokes my sole intention to run off that stage as quickly as possible into my fathers arms. Unfortunately, that was the end of my dancing career. The following years, I ran from soccer games to tennis practices, while around me my friends attended jazz, ballet, and modern dance classes. As an athlete, I considered dance to be frilly and girly, and I had no patience for it.
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