Tuesday, March 8, 2011

WE HAVE 5 DANCES IN BETWEEN JAZZ AND TAP
from a 315 phone number, Thursday, March 3, 7:47 AM EST

My heart goes out to the parents of young dancers. The bit where they have to sit in an auditorium and watch five groups of strangers' kids dance in between their own daughter's jazz and tap dances? Miserable.

My parents used to have to attend my gymnastics meets, which is like that, except maybe even worse, since my routines totaled about five minutes out of about eight hours. I didn't feel bad for them at the time, however. I just assumed they WANTED to watch me.

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