Day Thirty-Four

Abby and I slept later than we have yet. It felt good. Poor Abby had a rehearsal at 11:30, so the morning was still a little stressful for her; however, it she told me that it went well. I was glad not to have had anything today, but I felt a little lazy to be in my room while she danced.

Our meeting with Col. Wylie was good. He pretty much let us know that he absolutely wanted us to attend year round. Also, he added that we are on Mr. Bossov's list of hopefuls. That made me feel good. I learned that, in addition to teaching ballet and character, Mr. Bossov teaches a contemporary/freestyle class. I would not have guessed, but I should have. He really is talented. I heard a story from another dancer today about last summer. She said that a few girls presented Mr. Bossov with a giant stuffed puppy dog, which they named Baryshnikov. Apparently he hated the dog because, while he danced with Kirov alongside Baryshnikov, it was Baryshnikov who danced most of the better roles. I'm sure that the story is almost entirely fictional, but I like it nonetheless.

Tonight we did watch fireworks. A group of us sat in the cemetery, which is where Col. Wylie directed us to go. It was slightly creepy, but definitely fun!! The show was good. The little boy beside us made it even better. He said, "Wow!! That one went out of Earth!!" and, "The smoke is cool, I just love the smell of danger." I think he was the best part.