Letters to My Daughter, September 2018

Dear my red bean bun,

You know, when you were still dancing in that pink leotard and tutu, I watched the older girls enrolled in more than three dance classes. And I asked myself, why? Why do you want to be in that so many classes? Why would I pay for hundreds of dollars of monthly tuition fee, costumes, as well as jazz and tap shoes

I vowed to myself to not register you to more than two classes. Two classes are the max.

Here you are, enrolled in five dance classes.

What happened?

I'd like to think that I don't pay for dance classes. Instead,

  • I pay for those moments when you feel like quitting, but you don't.

  • I pay for the opportunity that you have terrific instructors that will teach you that dance is not just about movement but also about discipline, commitment, hard work, and life. (Don't check out, kiddo!)

  • I pay for you to learn to take care of your body.

  • I pay for the opportunity for you to learn about team work and to be a supportive, kind and respectful team member.

  • I pay for you to learn to persevere, when you struggle to master a step, but still determined to do your BEST next time.

  • I pay for my girl to learn to make and accomplish goals.

  • I pay for my daughter to learn that it takes hours and hours of hard work and practice to be good at what you do, and that success does not happen overnight.

  • I pay so that my daughter can do what she loves instead of spend hours in front of a screen.

  • I pay for the opportunities that dance provides you to develop attributes and skills that will serve you well throughout your life.

I can't wait to see you on stage next year!

XOXO

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