Miss B had her first dance recital last Saturday night, and it was amazing. I don't think it's usually the case that dance school recitals are so good you would actually pay to see them if your kid weren't in them - I think most of the time they're the sort of things you sit through just so you can see your kid embody the spirit of Second Octopus from the Left or whatever, in their $140 sequined Second Octopus costume and make-up that looks like it was applied with a putty knife. Which is why I hesitated for about two years before I put Miss B in dance classes. She wanted to dance so badly, but I couldn't bear the thought of her being paraded about like that.
I wanted Miss B to be in a dance school that was about expression and creativity, about helping dancers feel comfortable in their bodies, whether they be lanky or roundish or whatever. Oh, how lucky we were to find Miss Lynn! Her choreography is so exuberant, her dancers (from the little three-year-olds right up to the grown-ups) are encouraged to be themselves and not little dance clones, she picks lovely music (like this and this and this and this and this). Even the costumes in the show were gorgeous. A fantastic teacher, and a fantastic night all around. If you're in St. John's and you hear about a Lynn Panting Dance show, even if it's a student recital, you should go. What a lovely time.