2004-03-16
Does she know how beautiful she is? I mean, really, how just LOVELY she is?Her eyes, her hair. Her personality. She's so kind and not conceited at all. She loves to put herself down, when she's obviously the best one at a lot of things. I've learned not to compete with her. It will only cause hostility.
She's so amazingly graceful, too. When I first met her in fifth grade, she was in my class, and in my ballet class. She moved here from Boston. She started in my dance class, but was soon moved to the higher class. She was so good. It made you relaxed to watch her, and she had such a love for it. Her dancing reflected the love she had. I eventually caught up to her, but I will never be as good as she is. Eventually we both had to quit, because when when we got to high school, there were no classes that we could get to on time.
Even though the classes have stopped, I know for a fact that everyday she dances for at least an hour on the wood floor of her kitchen.
I love it when she looks into your eyes while she's smiling. You can tell she fully appreciated the laugh. Her smile brights everything up. She's so positive about everything except herself. Just looking into her eyes is so fulfilling.