My Thing
We are at the dance studio. Lucy's first class since May. She has a new teacher. Mrs Mary's class was full. This is her first time doing a modern dance class. So far she only trained traditional ballet. The girl has talent. This is her thing, like photography is my thing. The energy in this place is catchy. Girls are all over the place, snippets of music are playing while the teachers direct their class. The door to the dance studio is open as I am watching Lucy throw her shoulders and head back. She loves it. Everything about it. She was shy walking in but within minutes her shyness turned into passion. It makes me look and compose images in my mind how I can capture these precious moments of her. Who will she be, and what will she do when she grows up? Maybe she will be a dancer ... My dancer for now, as I am soaking in the smell of feet, listening to piano music play over the passionate instructions from Miss Christina.
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