Wednesday, May 1, 2013

You Deserve Respect

The fortune cookie I got with lunch today reads, "You deserve respect and will get it."

Every so often I walk out of class and think, what's the point? I'm never going to use these skills for anything. No one in his right mind will pay me to dance. No one's life will be saved because I'm learning to do a clean piqué turn (unlike a previous hobby as an EMT). The answer, of course, is because I enjoy the learning and the doing. It's the journey that matters, not the destination.

On a whim I checked out Gelsey Kirkland's autobiography, Dancing On My Grave, from the local library. I'm only 17 pages in, but she has an interesting writing style. It's also somewhat interesting to note which passages others have seen fit to mark, though this is why I prefer my books new or digital. I'm debating whether erasing the pencil marks would cause more damage than benefit.

1 comment:

  1. What is the point of me, as an adult, doing a Grade IV RAD exam for 11-year-olds? Or even, of wanting to do a private lesson to fine-tune those skills? It comes down to many hobbies, whether it be painting, horseriding or even reading: all you do is develop yourself/your mind/your body with no effect to anyone outside of yourself. And that's ok. It's better than ok - it's great.

    Tell that sneaky voice in your head that you're doing arthritis and alzheimer's prevention courses; ensuring that your muscles, bones and ligaments will stay as smoothly oiled as they're meant to be. That's a first-rate reason if there was ever any.

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