Our summer is rapidly drawing to a close. It’s been whirlwind, exhausting but loads of fun.
One of the tell tale signs that we are wrapping up our summer is the resuming of several of our fall or school year activities. In particular, ballet. Nothing significant to report as regular rehearsals are still about a month away, but Zoë and Zia started last Saturday the first of three “summer intensive” rehearsals for the Christmas performance of Cinderella. Yeah, Christmas. Try outs were last spring and all of the dancers were assigned parts or characters to play during the performance. These people are serious about their Christmas performances.
I asked Zoë how the rehearsal had gone and she timidly lamented the fact that it was hard. In my most upbeat and fatherly voice I tried to explain to her that if it was easy they would start rehearsals some time after Thanksgiving. But that by starting now they would be so well prepared by the time the Christmas performance came around that it would seem easy.
Then Zoë said, “Yeah, but Dad. It’s hard being a Cricket!”
“Well, Zoë. That’s because you’re supposed to be a Grasshopper.”
“Oh. That makes more sense.”