Tag: childhood
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And then, he was gone again.
Willie was shy. That is what we all assumed. I don’t remember him ever saying more than what was necessary to answer a question. It didn’t matter if the questioner were a classmate or a teacher, Willie kept it brief. So why is it that I can still hear his voice echoing in my head…
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I learned a hard lesson
When I was eight or nine years old, I learned a lesson. It came via ballet class, like so many of my early life lessons. On my way to stardom – obviously I started taking ballet when I was four, added jazz at five and tap at six. From the start, there were milestones we…
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