I appreciate random compliments from strangers. I have been mistaken for so many things like a professional beach volley player, a surfer, etc. But among them, I like being mistaken as a (former) ballet dancer. Today, someone tells me that I look like a professional ballet dancer. LOL! It is not the first time. Years ago, a professional dancer who was my teacher asked me if I used to dance. It's heart-warming especially when I do not give my physical self credit lately.
On that note, I always think about Jackie. She was my first teacher. She was a good but brutal, bully even. I could still hear her indirect condescending comments and snickers towards me. She was full-on strict on form and everything else, perhaps she used to be a ballet dancer. Whether or not I was her least favourite student, whom she found annoying, I would love to muster courage, and to give her credit of all the compliments I received. But then again, that it is full-on stalking, right?
Oh well, I just have to channel her in every class. Perhaps if I get my form back, I might consider taking up adult ballet. It seems shooting for the moon, but who knows, right? Hmmnn…
Thinking,
sC