a place to dance

 

 

Tomorrow there will be words.

Today there are pictures.

Today, my girl is saying everything that needs to be said.

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{images are photos of Brooke hanging out in her usual studio before heading up to the big one for the show}

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{image is a photo of Brooke leaning against the barre watching one of her classmates perform}

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{images are photos of Brooke wearing the top hat that signified her turn as emcee. she is leaning against the barre, waiting until it’s time to announce the next dancer}

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{images are photos of Brooke performing her duties as emcee, which she utterly relished.}

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{image is a photo of Brooke leaning on the barre, hat in hand}

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{images are photos of Brooke performing her solo dance. There was no choreography, no set routine, no requirements nor demands. For weeks, Mr. Gino had simply played their music and given each of them the space to dance. He’d allowed them to follow their own muses, encouraging them at times to stay in motion or perhaps to change it up a little when the needle got stuck on a particular move, but the dance was theirs to create. It was different every time – and perfect every time. Some kids galloped around the room, some ran, some laid on the floor and listened to the music. Whatever they did, it was exactly what they were supposed to do. This was my girl’s dance. I could not be more proud nor more grateful.}

To be continued …

 

12 thoughts on “a place to dance

  1. It was amazing to be there. Brooke was in her happy place and she and her dance was so beautiful,❤️

    Love you,
    Mom

  2. This has brought tears to my eyes today. Yesterday I spent the whole day watching my older girl perform in dance shows; our younger autistic girl watched one for 15 minutes, just long enough to watch her sister’s bit on stage, but then had to leave as she couldn’t sit still/hold her interest any longer. Our younger girl sighed just before she left though, turned to me and told me that she’d like to be in a dance show, but she’d be too scared to be on stage. The real truth is that there is no way she’d have the capability to listen to someone give her instructions during a dance lesson (we have tried previously; after 10 mins she’d just lie on the floor); no way she could learn a routine. What your girl has had sounds so wonderful, and I really hope I can find someone to recreate that for us locally in the UK! Beautiful for you x

    • yup. this was us. we struggled for so long to find a place. we left classes, were advised to leave classes, bailed out of recitals, all of it. keep looking for the people who are willing. then hook them up with the folks in boston. dominoes fall, worlds changed. xoxo

  3. This brings tears to my eyes. My 2 year old is autistic and you make me believe everything will be ok. ❤ thank you for sharing!!

  4. Jess, you and Brooke help us see that everything will be OK (that it already is 🙂 AND that the OK that it is or becomes is just a bit different than the OK we’re expecting. Which is OK 😉

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