Grateful that I passed Mathematics B! Now THAT, that was the biggest relief in the world! So, so grateful. Also that I got to make up the time lost on my last history exam. Hurrah :)
Grateful that I stopped and got chai and Easter eggs on the way home, because its going to be a long night.
School Photo Day.
A few uniform changes later, and I'll never have to go through it again :) a bit sad, but its good, too. New ventures and quests to be undertaken out in the real world :)
Dancing, I was grateful for dancing.
Dancing is love.
Dancing is family.
Dancing is I've-had-a-shit-day-and-I-just-want-to-cry-and-you're-there-to-hug-me-and-tell-me-to-suck-it-up-princess-because-there's-exams-in-a-few-weeks-but-you-do-actually-care.
Its delirium and pain and amazing and special.
It is ridiculous and friendship and fun and stress and joy.
Dancing is a beautiful place, a beautiful thing, a beautiful bunch of people.
It is one of the most sacred and special things in my life and I will miss Dance Connection so, so much when I leave at the end of this year. I guess that really hit home for me today when one of the little ones I was teaching asked "are you in Grade 12?" I answered that I surely was and she said "Oh no! That means you're leaving after this year!"
Other than feeling appreciated, that they might just miss my sometimes-odd-and-wacky teaching, it made me realise that this was it. My last year as a dancer.I've been dancing all my life, pretty much since I could walk, so that's a big thing for me. I was grateful for dancing not just for today, but for every other day its given me and the people I've shared those days with. There's quite a few so I won't name you, but just know that I love you and that we all share something so very special, making our dance time what it was. Amazing and full of laughter and seriousness and everything in between. We pulled jokes and ate what we shouldn't and got in trouble and forgot the steps. But we're all just finding our feet, and most of you are off in the big wide world now. I miss the waiting room chats and the in-class fun, but all the memories are forever :)
So, a little dancing collage tonight. Nowhere near as many photos as I'd love to share, for it is such a big and lovely part of my life. For most of the photos, thanks to Jo :)
Dance on the inside and outside. You are all gorgeous, all the time. Don't let people tell you otherwise. They're just blind because they're trying to see their own loveliness. Whichremindsme.
Of all the places to be inspired, today it was graffiti on the toilet door. Written across in pencil, were the words;
You know what? Who gives a damn what they say or do or think. You are so beautiful. Please remember that.
I had the image of some girl who'd run into the toilets crying about some such thing, to read that and feel a bit empowered, like she mean something after all, and it all really was just words. Just a random little moment from the day. :)
Goodnight. It's teaching paper time, now :)
Much love, pretties.
Lise xx
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We dance for laughter
We dance for tears
We dance for madness
We dance for fears
We dance for hopes
We dance for screams
We are the dancers
We create the dreams
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