Confessions of a Boy Ballet Dancer
I was sent to ballet classes at a local dance school by my mother here in the UK when I was 12.Up to then I took part on competitive sports.My mother feared I would get injured playing rugby and that such sports encouraged aggression. She had taken ballet classes as a child and was really keen I try ballet even just for one term.Not suprisingly I was horrified.Ballet was only for girls and sissy boys who liked to wear tights. I knew how much my mother wanted me to try ballet so I agreed very reluctantly.I wanted to hate it and wanted to hate the girls in my ballet class..I was the only boy learning ballet in a school of over 200 girls! To my suprise everyone was really nice and encouraging to me.Unlike sport the ballet teacher did not scream at me and use make abusive comments.The ballet mistress was a lovely attractive woman, gentle and sensitive.The girls in my classwere gorgeous in their tights and ballet dresses and seemed to like ahving a boyi n the class.After a few weeks of attending class in shorts the ballet teacher spoke to my mother at the end of class about buying me a pair of tights.I dreaded the thought of tights and felt downcast when my mum produce a pair of black ballet tights and told me to try them on.My reaction was that the ballet tights felt incredibly soft and comfortable and gave me a freedom of movement I'd never experienced before. I love ballet and now have no problem I saying that I enjoy wearing tights.