I have been consistently amazed by the folks that social networking sites have brought into and back into my life. On Facebook, for example, are friends that I played with in preschool, people I went to school with from kindergarten through high school, college and grad school folks, siblings, kids I used to babysit for, girls I was a colorguard with, my high school chemistry and band teacher, my college english professor, those who worked as summer camp counselors with me in my early 20s, students from classes I've taught, friends I just spent time with yesterday, and so on. I realize that I'm not alone in this, but I'm just so AMAZED.
And I just found my ballet teacher, Romona Rose, from when I was five years old. I can't even believe it. I freaked out and sent her an overly excited message. (I hope I don't scare the poor woman.) I can still remember the entire ballet routine to "On My Tiny Toes." Here is a picture of me from that dance recital looking like quite the strumpet and with ambitions of being a prima ballerina in my head.
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A, look how cute! I too took dance from Romona Rose. I started when I was 5 and took class there until I was 17ish. Tink takes class there now.
Miss Rose is still exactly how I remember her being with us. How does that woman stay so calm? There will be 10 three year olds running around and she is still calm.
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