Sunday, August 15th, 2010
At the barre in the studio of Les Ballets Jazz in Montreal
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Oh la la! Not much of a ‘turn out’. I started to take ballet seriously too late. My hips and my knees could not be forced to allow my feet to turn out as they should.
Other than that, WOW I’d love to be that skinny again. Ah well…
You and I would have probably done well in Latvia as ballerinas if we didn’t have to flee. Most little girls took ballet and piano lessons. The stupid war interfered. At least we didn’t end up in Siberia. C’est la vie!