I accepted Elena's invitation.
In Victoria, there were many children who liked ballet, and their eyes were filled with love for it during training.
I loved teaching them to dance. As I looked at their smiling faces, I knew why some ballet dancers chose to become teachers.
Becoming an excellent ballet dancer was indeed a joy, but discovering more people who loved ballet, teaching them, and watching them aspire to become excellent ballet dancers was also a very fulfilling thing. This was another way of loving ballet.
I did my best to teach them the dance techniques I had learned, to adjust their movements for them, and to encourage them when they were tired and sad from training. It made me happy.
Looking at the young girls, I thought of Olivia and Daniel every day.
Susan would take care of them for me, but that didn't stop me from missing them every day.
What were Olivia and Daniel doing now? Had my mother woken up? If she had, would she be disappointed and sad not to see me?