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Ballet Class - Part 1
I am the middle child at age 14; my two sisters Vanessa and Courtney
are 13 and 16. Our mom is an attorney at a large law firm in San
Francisco; we live in a large Victorian in a nice part of the city.
Since I was very young, I gravitated more towards traditional girl
activities and was not too interested in sports. I wouldn't say I'm
a wimp; I had a few guy friends in elementary school and was pretty
good at sports when we played in PE class. But I preferred hanging
with girls and was always interested at home when my sisters got
together for girl talk. I guess I should mention at this point that
I love wearing girly clothes and do so whenever I get the chance.
Everything was going fine for me, except that my dad had hoped that
his only boy would be more of a "man's man" and he has always been
disappointed in me. It all came to head when I told him that I
wanted to try taking a ballet class, which coincidentally started on
the same day as baseball tryouts. My dad came into my room with the
registration form, and I just started to cry! And I told him that I
had already signed up for ballet class and that my mind was made up,
which made him furious! "No son of mine is going to prance around in
tights and tutus like some sissy; it's time you become a man"! He
gave me a good spanking to drive home the point and told me to go up
to my room. I was devastated!
"Go away!" I shouted, when I heard a knock on the door to my bedroom.
My mom and my younger sister Vanessa came into my room, which is when
mom gave me the news. "Taylor, I'm so sorry that your father treated
you this way. Things have been terrible between us for many years,
and I've finally worked up the courage to divorce him. I wasn't
going to say anything to you until the paperwork was complete in a
few days, but his behavior has forced my hand. I have just told him
that he needs to move out tomorrow, and he has agreed."
This made me even more upset. "Mom, it's my fault! Dad always
wanted a boy to play catch with and take to football games. He
thinks I'm a sissy and that's what I am! He has always hated me! He
yells at me when he sees me reading your fashion magazines, or when I
watch girls figure skating on TV. And the ballet was the last straw
for him! I hate myself!"
My mom wrapped and Vanessa both came over to the bed and hugged me.
"Honey, don't blame yourself. Your dad is a jerk and we love you for
what you are! I have to admit, when I got pregnant with you I prayed
for another girl - you know I love sharing the world of femininity
with your 2 sisters! But I almost look at you like my youngest
daughter! You are so sensitive and caring, and I see the fascination
in you when you watch me lay out my clothes each morning. I've
noticed occasionally that some of my things were out of place from
where I left them; honestly, it's so wonderful that you love my soft
feminine lingerie, my skirts and high heels. It makes me feel so
close to you and I couldn't be happier that you're going to take
ballet! It will teach you to be so graceful!"
I panicked for a second; mom had known that I had been sneaking into
her room and trying on her things! But I took a deep breath and
realized it was OK. "Oh mom, I thought you saw me as some weird
freak! I love you and my sisters so much and sometimes I think of
myself as their 'little sis'!"
"OK, then, it's settled then Taylor. Tomorrow we'll take you
shopping for some ballet clothes, so that you are appropriately
dressed for the first class tomorrow. Your dad has already moved his
things out of the house, so you won't have to be afraid of him
anymore."
The next day, I was off with my mom, Vanessa and my older sister
Courtney to the local ballet store called Danskin. As soon as I
walked in the door, I was mesmerized! The entire store was filled
with soft pink garments; swirly tutus, cotton leotards, and tights of
every color. I was in heaven! "Hi, may I help you miss?" said the
shopkeeper to my mom. "Are you here to pick out some ballet outfits
for your daughters?"
"No, miss," replied my mom. "My son will be starting a class this
afternoon and needs to be outfitted with the necessary clothing."
"I see," she said, and as she approached me, she introduced herself
as Miss Ellen, my teacher. "Hello Taylor, I was so delighted to see
that a boy had registered for the class! I haven't had a boy in the
past 3 years. I'm so looking forward to getting to know you!"
Her greeting caught me off guard. She was a young, very pretty lady
(I'd guess in her mid-20s) with a red pony tail and was very slender
and beautiful! She looked exactly what I pictured a ballerina to be.
She wore a simple black sweater dress with sheer black tights and
black ankle boots. She looked so classy too! And she already knew
my name, wow!
"Hello, Miss Ellen," I stumbled, while holding my hand out to shake
hers. She giggled at my shyness and shook my hand. "Now, let's get
you started with an outfit for today's class, shall we?" I don't
know why I assumed that the boy's clothing would be the same as for
the girls, but I quickly realized that wasn't the case. Miss Ellen
led me over to a boy's section, which had mostly black and white t-
shirts, funny looking shorts, and something that looked like girl's
tights but was much thicker. She picked out a few items for me to
try on, and I'm not sure I hid the sadness I felt as I emerged from
the dressing room in a white t-shirt, black boy's ballet tights, and
boy's ballet shoes.
"How does everything fit, sweetie?" she asked.
"OK, I guess, Miss Ellen."
"Great, dear. Let's get you rung up and I can get you on your way!"
As we stood at the register, 2 girls approached. "Hi, I'm Tiffany
and this is my friend, Leigh! We hear you're going to be in our
class today, what's your name?"
"I'm Taylor, it's nice to meet you both."
"Hi Taylor," said Leigh, shaking my hand. "This will be our 2nd year
taking Miss Ellen's class, and we're so excited to have a boy in
class! Tiff and I will show you the ropes!"
I was so jealous of them; Tiffany wore a black leotard with black
tights, had her hair back in a bun and looked so cute. Leigh wore a
pink leotard with white tights. I caught myself staring at their
outfits, and only snapped out of it when Tiffany said, "Your outfit
looks so nice on you, it fits perfectly Taylor! Do you want a ride
over to class with us? My mom is picking us up in her minivan and
you can come with us!" I glanced at my mom, who was smiling at us.
She introduced herself to Tiffany and Leigh, and said she was glad to
see I was already making friends and it would be OK if I rode over
with them. My mom said, "I can give you girls a ride home after
class, I'm coming to pick Taylor up."
"Great!" they both said at the same time.
On the 15-minute ride over to class, we got to know each other and by
the time we arrived it seemed like we had been friends forever! We
were laughing as my new friends told me stories about some of the
other girls in the class, like Emma who always kissed up to Miss
Ellen, and Sarah, who was so clumsy she was constantly knocking into
the other girls! When her mom opened the door to let us out, she
waved and said, "Bye girls, have fun in class! Oops, sorry Taylor I
didn't mean that!" Tiffany and Leigh giggled and said, "Taylor,
looks like you're one of the girls now! Ooh, look, she's blushing!"
"OK, that's enough, stop saying that."
"Don't get hurt feeling, Taylor, sorry we were just teasing you. We
really like you and want to be friends!"
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