I have several pictures of myself under the age of 18 and it was difficult deciding which picture to use for this post but I finally decided on this one
That's me in the middle just standing there. I think I was six years old at the time, and to the best of my knowledge, this was my very first recital after mom decided to enroll me in ballet and tap. Later, I would also take up jazz and participate in the annual dance workshop that my teacher, Mrs. Welch, did each year.
I know it doesn't seem like it in the picture but I really took to this and thoroughly enjoyed it and thrived on all of the genres that I was in. Sadly, for whatever reason, my mother decided that after six years, I had had my fill of the dances. I remember begging her to let me continue on and was so disappointed when she said no.
What a cute photo!! My mom had me in tap at just about the same age! I will never forget once when our little group was all tapping away for some folks at a meeting, and I tapped my way over past a piano, and seated by the piano was a uniformed police officer (I was about 5). I have no idea why that scared me then, but it did! It's funny, now, though! I learned later it was a small convention/meeting of area law enforcement, but the rest were in suits!
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