I was very sensitive. I liked everything that touched fantasy and beauty. I dreamed of being a ballerina, but Mother said I was too big, too long.
I was not awesome at dancing. For a ballerina, I probably started too late. Plus I enjoyed entertaining people too much.
I wanted to be a ballerina. I changed my mind.
I wanted to be a skinny little ballerina but I was a voluptuous little Italian girl whose dad had meatballs on the table every night.
The first movement ballerina should be a paradigm of strength and authority.