[It’s Week 2 of Pascale’s class. She comes out after the lesson is finished, but does not really want to leave the school.]
Mummy. May we stay and watch the bigger girls for a bit?
Sure thing. Let’s sit over here by the door so you can see them working.
[We sit down as the class starts. The girls are in their mid-teens and are at the barre working – piqué, piqué, piqué, plié, piqué, piqué, piqué, turn… Pascale is mesmerized.]
[45 MINUTES PASS ?!]
Mummy. May I go and get dressed?
Yes, of course. Have you had enough?
No – I’m just cold.
Whither Earthlings 