I talked to my teacher, Ms. Charity, about my feelings towards ballet, and she suggested that I should take I break. I must admit I was scared beyond belief of what taking a break meant to me. This meant not actually dancing. To any other person, this may seem easy. However, taking a break from ballet meant leaving my whole life behind. Now, as I am writing this, I still enjoy going to the ballet or just dancing on my own. However, going to ballet class still does not seem fun to me.
Before I end, I must thank Arantxa Ochoa for everything she has done for me. I cannot truly find the words to describe this woman, but I just miss her. I wish she was still in Pennsylvania, but she has moved on, and someday, so will I. But in the meantime, I miss her dearly. I miss her so much and constantly think about what she would do.
Ballet and I now have a difficult relationship. I love it, I truly do, but Ballet seems like an old friend, waving to me while I walk by them. I do not sit down and talk about life with them, but continue walking to my destination. I might smile at them, or give a nod, but I am happy with my new life. I have found other interests and I love how ballet has impacted me as a human being. It has molded me into the person I am today, and I love it still.
Love,
Sajel
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