Learning to Irish dance is my new life goal. I took Maslyn, one of the girls I babysit, to her dance practice today. This was the second time I had done so, and each time I'm more and more enamored of this kind of dancing. It resembles ballet in that it has hard shoes and soft shoes, but otherwise it is much harsher and regimented than ballet is. But still, I love it. I love how it looks, and I love how I feel when I do some of the steps.
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As they were taken from their home, my friend’s mother grabbed a pair of Ballet shoes that she had been given by her parents for her birthday just a few days before. When they reached the concentration camp she was separated from her mum and dad, so for the next few years she kept those ballet shoes with her at all times as a constant reminder of her missing parents.
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