One lost little ballerina...
Oh, wait, that part doesn’t come yet… Let’s back up a bit. After months of anticipation, the day of the big dance recital finally arrived. Ballerinas arrived in clumps to the high school, with their costumes draped on hangers, covered by plastic bags to keep them clean. The tutus puffed out the bags in unwieldy shapes. The ballerinas, (the little ones towing their mamas by one hand) headed to the dressing room. The rest of us herded ourselves to the auditorium.
Tucked into my seat in the third row, this grandma could hardly wait. I was blessed to have TWO little three-year-old granddaughters dancing in the same class. I don’t know who was more excited, the mamas and daddies, the big and little ballerinas, or the grammies and grampies. You could feel the anticipation. Finally, the lights dimmed and the big velvet curtain opened. The dancers were fantastic. The big ballerinas showed off their skills and expertise. The little ones fumbled around adorably, bringing coo’s and applause from the audience.
Finally my little blue birds were on stage. The class seemed to forget their steps halfway through, but no one could have been prouder than me. What they did not have in skill, they more than made up for in adorableness. Since the little blue birds did not cry or get scared, it was obviously a big success.
A blur of dance numbers followed, each more colorful and beautiful than the one before. Then, the big finale. Each group did a few short steps and all of the ballerinas were on stage at once for a final song. Things could not have gone better.
And then... the big heavy curtain pulled shut… but wait!! One little ballerina almost gets caught in the curtain… uncertain what to do she takes a short step out of the way, and the big curtain pulls shut behind her, leaving her stranded all alone on stage!!
One Lonely Little Lost Ballerina, looking around bewildered. I am sure she was thinking ‘Uh oh, this can’t be right, where did everyone go? I don’t remember doing this in practice!” Some in the audience laughed, one grandma and one mommy began to panic. The little ballerina’s eyes got big and her little bottom lip started to come out… At last, the teacher saved the day by going up on stage to guide the little ballerina to the wings, to thunderous applause.
Of course, the little ballerina was a blue bird, one of my adorable grandchildren, and that is how Gracie ended up being the star of the show.
Now why am I not surprised? You can see for yourself by just watching the last ten seconds of this YouTube video! (It may take a minute to load but it is well worth it!)