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Once upon a time in a land far away lived a young girl who loved to get her boogy on. She would attend dance class after dance class, performing in large auditoriums, small nursing homes, even New York City, but most often than not, you would find her right in the middle of her kitchen spinning, twirling and even tap dancing to her hearts content.
Then one day, this young girl grew up. Attending classes slowly faded into the distance, as new opportunities to teach emerged.
It was was a fun time, and she loved it very much. But new life choices that she couldn't pass up came her way, and she chose to move away with her family to a foreign land, but no matter what, you could always find her dancing in her kitchen.
Then out of nowhere, a magical room in their home came to being, big enough for the two of them dance together.
When the mother asked her daughter if she would still like the to learn, the daughter squealed and said yes! They began to practice three days a week.
The daughter didn't own ballet shoes yet, so the mother kept her own tucked away. They danced in their socks, laughing and giggling, creating memories of their own. All the while, the mother still wished and hoped that one day they would be able to put on their ballet shoes together.
As the weather turned cold, Christmas was soon upon them. With cheery music filling their home, the two of them danced for hours and hours, spinning and twirling.
Then on Christmas morning, as the daughter was unwrapping her presents, she pulled out a small purple box. With confusion in her eyes, she opened it up and pulled out her very own ballet shoes.
With her daughter wearing her own, the mother fondly slipped on her worn, beloved shoes.
Later the mother asked her daughter, "Do you still want to be a ballerina?"
"No," the daughter said. "I just want to dance in my kitchen."
However, soon we'll be leaving here, and we don't yet know what the future holds! But I will tell you, that we are much more committed now, and I feel like we could really find a way if we wanted to.
Thanks so much for sharing this fun story with me!
Much love,
Stacie D
Very nice writing.
Thanks for presenting this on #pypt @pypt
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Aww, the princess within. Love this.🥰
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Now that would have been the perfect title! Thank you for pimping this!!
What's my mutha fukn name? LMAO just made me smile cuz I have danced just abut every day for the past 7 years.
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mmmmm i love this :)
(this is @dreemsteem by the way) hehehe
oops... i forgot - i saw this on #pypt!! :)
i can see you both dancing away to your heart's content! :)
Haha I'm glad you can see it!
Aw this is a sweet little piece. What lovely memories you are creating. There's always kitchens and alwats dancing in them.. Wonderful life xx
Yes! And thank you! It's when you start writing it all done that you really realize how blessed you are!
We all have those dreams in life; but sometimes new dreams take over. And we are just as happy!
That is for sure!