Apologies for the tardiness of this post. Joey pointed out the date of my last entry and Ella's performance was a week ago.
Our Ella has been taking baby ballet. She has, for as long as I can remember (okay, maybe since she was two), wanted to be a ballerina. Two Christmases ago, she was given some beautiful ballet shoes from Uncle Jared and Emmy. She also got a ballerina doll and a book with a CD of classical ballet music from Auntie Michelle. She loves to be a ballerina which means arms up while slowly doing a spin or to dance which means wiggle her bum bum from side to side.
So I was really happy when I discovered, through a school friend of Ella's, the community center in Stanley Plaza where they have baby ballet classes. And, for the bargain price of 300 HK for six classes. Perfect. In case being a ballerina is a short-lived phase.
So far, it is not.
Last Sunday, Ella had her first performance in the amphitheatre in Stanley Plaza.
She shone. I mean, I know as her mother, I am a little biased. But, she did. She was smiling. She knew all her steps. She was so confident up on that little stage. Her teacher had told me that she and Izzy (another school friend) were the leaders of the group. And they were.
When other children either got stage fright, or didn't quite know the moves, she and Izzy did. See them both with their arms up? They seemed totally unaware that there were hundreds of strange faces looking at them.
And this was quite a production. I had to drop her off in the morning for hair and make up. There was a flurry of activity with girls of all ages lining up for the assembly line of make up, hair and costumes. The ballet teacher was in charge of them all. I felt a little nervous leaving her at first, and I waited there for about 45 minutes, but then I realized that Ella was absolutely fine. Her only concern was to make sure she got her make up done.
Buddy was ever the sweet big brother. Excited about Ella's debut performance. Commenting on how beautiful she looked and how well she danced. Here they are all snuggles after her dance.
Finally, we had to wait to take a group photo. Some of the littlest ones didn't make it the whole afternoon, but you can see from the size of the group that it was quite a production. And, it was fun. Ella so enjoyed being with her little ballet friends. Here, again, I saw a return of some of the confidence I've watched her lose with some of her recent experiences on our field. She didn't feel anxious about who would play with her or what they might say and there was no competition or meanness. I was so happy for her. She (and I) needed a day like this.
And, while it was a long day, it was also a good one.
Here's a short clip of her dancing: