For me, one of my best childhood memories is of being a little ballerina. I remember thinking that if I was put at the front of the class, then that meant I was the best. In recitals, I was ALWAYS in front - therefore, I was a cocky little ballerina. Now that I look back on those days, I see that I was always put in the front, NOT because I was the best, but because I was the SHORTEST. It makes sense.
How much do I look like a mini drag queen with all that make-up on? Thanks Mom.
- Laura Campbell, Marina Del Rey, CA
