Just trying

When I lived in New York, on Governor's Island, I took ballet lessons. I wasn't really very good, but what I lacked in talent I made up for in heart. This was evidenced by my selection, along with 3 other ballet students, to go on a special trip into the city to visit the Harlem dancers at their studio.

I was nervous and excited the day we left to go see the beautiful ballerinas. I sat on the edge of the car seat the whole way, watching the sights as we weaved in and out through dimly-lit tunnels and noisy traffic.

We reached the studio and my excitement was at a fever pitch. We approached the door to find a note.

The studio was closed. No dancers were there that day.

Crushed!

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