Oh my goodness. Miz Sally is suddenly tounge-tied. So much to say to you world, but now scared to say it.
I remember a ballet performance, I was about ten, I guess, performing in a big auditorium in Southern California. It must have been about 1965 in Costa Mesa, or another town like it.
I was performing to Chopin variations in a lovely raspberry pink chiffon ballet costume , pointe shoes and all.
And my heart was beating like a captured bird. Knees shaking like an old man with Parkinson’s.
Well, Miz Sally has a dancer’s soul and a feminist’s mind.
So, little birds and palsied old men, begone!
Make way for the sorceress!