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Encounter in the Night

Posted on: February 20, 2016 by Naomi M. Pridjian | 1 Comment
Encounter in the Night

Encounter in the Night

And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon, the moon, the moon.
They danced by the light of the moon.

—Edward Lear, The Owl and the Pussycat


Prince BennieThis is Ben. He weighs about 11 pounds. I weigh 98. Ben is a good sleeper, I am not.








When he sleeps here…

or here…we both get a good night’s sleep.
Bennie & Bear_8 years_2015
Ben is adventurous and likes to change up his sleeping arrangements—both place and time. He is a sweet natured, bumblebee of a cat, but when he decides to jump up and rouse my sleeping 98 pound form at midnight, we are not pleased—he,because he gets thrown out, and I because I can’t get back to sleep! Last Sunday night was just such a night. I got 3 hours total, had a quick breakfast and went to my 9:15 ballet class. I know I don’t look like an athlete, but let me tell you: the athlete attitude is expected in this world of twists and twirls. No excuses, no explanations. Take hold of the barre and start your pliés. I did all right until we started center work (no barre for support…you’re on your own). My particular nemesis is spotting and turning. Those dazzling pirouettes cannot be done without spotting, i.e., fixing one’s sight on a place/spot and snapping the head around to the same spot just a moment faster than the body’s rotational speed.
In Monday’s class we are all working on spotting in chainé turns. In this video, you can see them demonstrated by dancer, Megan Wooden. Mine are slowly improving. I can do 3 in a row on a good day. Monday was not a good day; once safely at home in my sleep-deprived, self-pitying state of near collapse—I began to wonder if I am just too old to learn new tricks.
There are good days and there are not so good days. I decided to close my bedroom door on the nights I have class the next day. The week finished well and I think I will just keep on keeping on unless, or until the curtain falls to the floor.
No more dancing by the light of the moon, Bennie. Girls need their sleep.

One Response

  1. Korin — February 22, 2016 at 12:08 am

    I sympathize! I love it when they sleep with me but this is why I close the door at night. So sad!


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