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💖- a memory that made them feel special
he attended his first dance lesson at ten years old and promptly realized that he was the only boy in the room. maybe it was the genre, maybe it was just the age most little boys were joining little league teams instead of lacing up dance shoes. nervousness made kit’s stomach turn. he wasn’t ready for this.
“we have a new student joining us for this session,” said the teacher, a young woman with a thin nose and even thinner lips. she smiled a narrow smile and gestured to the little boy who managed a quivering sheepish grin of his own in return. he was not ready for the attention to be thrown on him so soon. “can you introduce yourself to us?”
kit got to his feet to say hello to the dozen or so little girls who looked at him with mixed expressions. some of them looked accusatory, suspicious. others just confused or curious. he tried to find some kindness in their eyes as he named himself as kit and said that he was excited to learn to dance.
the first class was harder than he ever expected.
it was with tired limbs and a heavy heart that he took off his shoes. there had been no time for making friends, and the girls ran off with each other before running to their mothers here to pick them up. kit wondered if this was a mistake, if he should just quit now.
“have you danced before?” the teacher smiled down at him, a kindness in her eyes that kit had been searching for in his classmates.
the boy shook his head no, not trusting his voice just yet.
“well, i’m very impressed. you have a natural talent.”
kit didn’t tell his mother about his classmates or anything that he actually learned in the class when she picked him up. he went on about the teacher, how kind and smart and pretty she was despite her narrow nose and thin mouth. “she said i had a natural talent,” the child boasted, his chin raised high.
he came back to the next class with the same excitement.
