Today in my Young Musicians classes we talked about ballet, specifically The Nutcracker, as the season is upon us. First we listened to the dances on a CD and made up our own choreography and then we watched a video of the ballet.
When we got to Waltz of the Flowers, out came 10 ballerinas in fluffy layers of ankle-length pink tulle followed by 2 ballerinas in purple.
"Oooh....," said the girls collectively.
"Pink's my favorite color!" they cried.
"They're so beautiful!"
"I want to be a ballerina, too!"
Just then the ballerinas made a large circle as one more ballerina, dressed all in white, slipped into the the middle. The pastel-colored group fluttered around Dew Drop, their pointe shoes moving rapidly.
"What do you think is going to happen?..." I whispered to the group.
"They're going to fight!" said a little boy.
I laughed at the thought of 13 tulle-clad ballerinas duking it out on stage, and laughed a little harder at that boy's fervent hope that something interesting was finally about to happen.
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I am so going to think of this blog post when I'm playing Nutcracker this weekend! :)
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