Recital

I suppose if I'd had a girl child, she would have been in a dance recital and I would have liked it. As it is, my general dislike of ballet is compounded by the teacher's choice of music and the performers' lack of skill. They are up there for their three minutes no matter what.
In contrast, I watch my ballroom students take their steps out on the ballroom dance floor and cheer them on in my mind. I don't have to dwell on their form. I just notice them with affection and watch a new couple, more skilled, glide by, and behind them my old friends still going strong.
The upcoming granddaughter may change my mind for me.