Last night, I went to see the Santa Fe Aspen Ballet in Santa Fe. Seeing the ballet dancers perform reminded me of my own ballerina history. When I was five years old, my grandmother Helena took me to see a movie about a young ballerina in the Royal Danish Ballet. The movie is called Ballerina. After seeing this movie, I knew that I wanted to be a ballerina. By the time I was sixteen, I was a ballerina. Years of study and dedication manifested my dream. I loved ballet as much as I loved my Arabian stallion named Khalifah that I rode everyday after school. I was accepted into the Royal Danish Ballet school and after I graduated from High School, I went to Copenhagen, Denmark. Yes, studying with the Danish ballet was a dream come true. At seventeen years old, I even met and got to know the star of the movie Ballerina. Now she was my teacher! But there were behind the scene things that I saw about the world of ballet that I didn’t enjoy. I missed my Arabian stallion back in Santa Fe! I missed my mother and I missed the sunshine. The winter in Copenhagen was dark and for months, noon was as black as midnight. I learned a lot the year I lived in Denmark and traveled through Europe. But my heart was with my elegant Arabian stallion in Santa Fe!
