I am off taking Ekaterina Supianovski Johnsonovlova to her ballet class.
Postlude:
Kitreena’s first ballet session at the Anglo-American School went really well. It makes a whole world of difference this time around attending ballet class. For the first time she said she truly enjoyed it. She had a lot of fun, and I could see it right through.
She did start ballet when she was a lot younger. Three and a little wee bit, back at Kelab Darul Ehsan in Ampang. It was a brilliant idea, and at a brilliant location – just 2 minutes down from our Chong Khoon Lin place. And while waiting for her there, Be and I had our Saturday morning coffee at the club. Yeah, could not have been more perfect than that, you’d think and envy. Yeah, right!
Well, apart from the instant Indocafe coffee served at the club and breakfast available only at the golfers’ little cafe (cold roti canai, and no bacon and eggs?), Kitreena had a tough time understanding her ballet teacher’s instructions! I didn’t believe it at first until I sat in one of the classes and thought… “Oiii! Cannot lah like dat aaaa. How waaaa dis chooldren can run run and hop hop on-nee. Sum more aaaa, fourteen chooldren on-nee got one teacher meh? And fordy-fi minit I oso have to pay RM75. Kam kwai loh miss! Cannot loh like dat one.”
Not only there was an issue with the instructor and her instructions, but for a few weeks she was the only ‘odd’ kid around. The local girls either couldn’t and didn’t speak English, or they just didn’t know how to respond to Kitreena’s friendliness! They would not say hi back to her! I was amazed, to put it in a polite way. The fifth week, a new girl (ang-moh) joined the class. And they hit it off right away and they were okay. But the ang-moh girl disappeared two weeks after. I found out later that she could not understand the instructor either. Aiyah!
Kitreena came home on the verge of being depressed and it was just not worth it.
Questa è Enida 
she is so pretty! i wish i could fit into those outfit. without double layer of corset, i will definitely look like nangka busuk warna pink
I gelak tergolek-golek macam nangka busuk warna biru when I read this comment, Lish!
I remember when pink was not an option for little Kitreena. 🙂 She seems to have grown into it well. Good luck with the lessons!
It’s been purple for the longest time now, Neil. But when it comes to ballet, pink is the only color acceptable in her eyes. 😉
Huh! tergeliat lidah baca nama baru Kitreena tu … lebih kurang macam tergeliat badan lepas menari ballet … ha ha ha
Kena pegi Russian spa ni, nak kena betulkan balik ketergeliatan lidah serta mana-mana anggota badan yang tergeliat gara-gara menengok Kitreena berballet. Hehehe.
Point those toes Ekaterina Supianovski Johnsonovlova, point them!
Enida, kalau kita nak join masih tak terlambat lagi ker? I am laughing now imagining us in that outfit.
I nangis imagining us in the ballet outfit, Wiz!
Perfect. Just perfect.