My mum sent me to toddler dancing classes in the 60s from which I begged tearfully to be removed stating the owner/teacher was "a rotten lady" She never found out, and I can't remember what caused these very strong words (she was genuinely shocked)
Then when I was 10 I tried Saturday morning ballet classes, never got as far as an exam although I did "perform on stage"
in the little local dancing school's performance. I was hopeless: clumsy, lacking in confidence, absolutely unable to remember sequences of steps and found this so mortifying that I gave up once more.
Then when I was 10 I tried Saturday morning ballet classes, never got as far as an exam although I did "perform on stage"
in the little local dancing school's performance. I was hopeless: clumsy, lacking in confidence, absolutely unable to remember sequences of steps and found this so mortifying that I gave up once more.




”
