Archive | January 2016

My First Ballet

Over winter break, I went to Morocco for a few days then, I went to paris for the rest of the time. When we where in Paris everyday we did something different, but what I was excited the most for was going to the ballet for my birthday. When the day finally came I couldn’t stay calm, but I tried my best to hide it. I was trying to hide it because, my grandfather was sick at the hospital, and I didn’t want to annoy anyone. They had to take care of him before. Then when night was almost near, I was started to worry that we might not me going. Mt Grandfather was feeling better, but my mom didn’t want to leave him so, she might not going with me. I couldn’t go without my mom, so I didn’t know what to do. I also didn’t want to say anything to anything because it was rude. Then they told my mom that, she had to go, because the tickets where not refundable, and that my grandfather was going to be ok. That was finally resolved. We where on our way to the ballet. It was my mom, my two brothers, my uncle, my three cousins, my other uncle and me. The recital was starting at 8:30, and we where scared we where going to be late, because it was almost time. So we rushed as fast as possible to the Opera De Paris (where the ballet was held), when we got there we were lucky it hadn’t started yet, we went into the room and got seated. A few minutes later, the show started. From the beginning I loved it. It was so beautiful and graceful, and when they jumped it was like they flew. When they jumped they stayed like 5 seconds in the air. It was the best birthday ever. It was a three hour long recital, with three acts, and I didn’t mind it one bit, I loved it from the beginning to the end. I will never forget my first Ballet.