I was only five when I started taking many different types of dance classes
Loving them all I spent many years learning and practicing.
Every lesson,having a goal to meet, a little block inside new shoes.
After many years of learning the basics and the french names of each new step
My mother gave me a box wrapped with a pink ribbon
"An involuntary gasp of shock escaped my lips when I opened the shoebox and saw the pointy-toed shoes..."
I think, this was the happiest moment in my life