A maelstrom of memories swirled her. The girl entered the dance class.
It was the usual daily choreography practice. But suddenly, a woman came in and announced:
"Children, there will be a production of Swan Lake in the city theater. One of you will be chosen to play the role of a little swan!"

The girls got excited, it's so unexpected!
Training began, but suddenly, the coach was replaced.
The girl was no longer called the "best student" of the group.
The new coach said: "Let's see how to sit on the pot! Nastya, show us all!"
The whole class roared with laughter.
Nastya blushed, but bravely answered: "I won't!"
"Get out!" - She went out.

The foyer had huge marble columns and a cold floor. Leotards and half shoes did not warm - after all, it is winter outside.
By the end of the class, her mother came for the girl.
"Mom, classes are over, let's go home soon!"
She didn't tell mom anything.
And then there was a protracted sick leave.
The girl stopped watching ballet on TV.
The little swan was played on stage by the daughter of the new coach.
The girl did not begin to dance again soon ...
Memories from childhood can be painful.
But, there are also joyful ones) I will talk about this later.