It’s been awhile since I’ve written anything here, however; I’ve been doing plenty of writing elsewhere, in college!
After my last trip to Salt Lake City for a scheduled biopsy to check for rejection, I started school, again, almost 30 years after I started college the first time. The first time I majored in something much more practical than I am now; my major is Dance Performance. I don’t have any plans to run off to New York to become a professional dancer at my age, but I do intent to teach. I’ve been teaching ballet for a long time, but I felt that now would be the perfect time to go back to school and actually get a degree in it.
It’s been stressful and my body hurts, but I’m enjoying it; all the dancing is amazing! Thankfully I’m a little ahead of the game right now in that I know a lot of the ballet vocabulary already, but as I move to the more advanced classes that will change, I’m sure. Regardless, I’m making my flashcards like my professor has advised and I run thru them every night just to make sure I have them down and I know the movement (even if I can’t actually do it!) I have to keep notes on the combination for each class or I’m sure to forget, but I am surprised that I’ve been able to retain them by memory pretty well so far. I’m sure that will get more difficult as well.
I feel a little bit strange being one of the oldest students (there is one student in the department older than me,) and basically being old enough to be most of my classmates mother. I’m hoping that will change over time. Who am I kidding though? When have I ever really fit in anywhere?