Other People's Ballet Stories

My friend Lil’ J told me this really great Ballet Story:
She was just a little kid, and she was admitted into the Philadelphia School of Ballet, or some place Philly, she doesnt remember what the name was exactly, point is it was very fancypants and her mom was all excited. But Lil’ J pestered the piano player so much about why he wasn’t playing any Madonna that they asked her to leave and not come back.
Hahahahahahaaa!!!
Ok and then there’s my friend A-Train, who was telling me the other day how her ballet teacher pulled her mom aside after class one day and said, “Look, your daughter is very talented and I really think she can go somewhere with this, but you’re going to have to get really strict with her diet.” And I was like, “huh?” (A-Train is very lean). And she explained the teacher could sense the broad Germanic farm-girl hips just waiting to fill in. I was like, “dang, that’s cold. That’s the last thing you wanna hear as a self-conscious teen-ager.” A-Train said, “oh, no- I was six years old.”
Bwahahhahahhaa!
And then there’s my friend E-money, who took ballet for a year when she was maybe like seven, and her ma asked if she’d like to continue, and E-money was like, “Nope.” And her ma was like, “why not?” And E-money was like, “I’m tired of getting bossed around for an hour every week.”
Hahahhahahahahaaa!

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