Thanksgiving is my absolutely favorite holiday. A uniquely
American tradition, it is all about family and friends and, of course, food. No
gifts nor extravagance, just people. It’s also about reflection on all those
things we should be thankful for instead of just taking them for granted. This
set me thinking on my career and those who quietly made it happen for me
without ever asking for, nor getting, a word of thanks. So, with pen in hand, I started listing my
unsung heroes.
1.
Parents top
the list. Yes, I thanked them many times for the obvious things but never for
the less apparent like the hours spent waiting for me and not complaining about
it, the driving hither and yon and the funds poured into dance equipment. When
I think back on it, it seems the family’s entire schedule gravitated around
mine yet I never heard a word of complaint from my brother. So here’s to
siblings too!
2.
Dance teachers
must come next. Once again, it’s not about the obvious but rather those small
things which had a huge impact on the artist and person I became. The well
timed word of encouragement, the fact they always managed to be there for me
and, yes, disciplined me without fear when they knew I needed it, their
personal appearance and demeanor which was never short of completely
professional. They too taught me values which would stand me in good stead for
the years to come.
3.
School teachers. There’s no doubt dancers in
training lead a hectic and often misunderstood life. Like athletes, we are not
the norm. Our schedules do not permit the after school activity of a
normal teenager so we are not usually
among the “in” crowd. I was very lucky to have teachers who took an interest in
me because I was different and who respected my ambitions. The fact that they
let me know they cared made all the difference in the world: cutting a little
slack here, a kind word there, trusting me to make up work I had missed and
recommending books of particular interest to me. Little things that meant a
lot.
4.
The dance store definitely belongs
here, though I never gave them a second thought at the time. Like most people,
I would shop in the same store all the time. Especially when it came to pointe
shoes, they knew what I needed and always had it on hand. Did I ever question
how? For that matter, I never questioned why they knew so much about my
professional progress nor the fact they showed up whenever I was dancing in
town. This was more than just smart business. The store was part of a support
group I didn’t even know I had.
5.
My competitors.
Professional dance was and will always be highly competitive. That competition
for advancement is not always clean nor nice. Knowing how to deal with it only
comes after having been knocked about a few times. So thanks too to those who
made my life momentarily miserable but who, in the end, taught me how to handle
adversity. Yes, I am grateful to you too.
It doesn’t matter how old you are, there are at least
five people who are quietly making a difference in your dancing life. They ask
nothing in return. So give them a mental cheer as you sit down to the annual
feast. Like the saying goes, “It takes a village………….”
Happy Thanksgiving!