Michael Sloan
Figure Skating Class

Every Sunday afternoon I bring my daughter to her figure skating class.

The children wear large, brightly colored helmets that make their heads look very big. Some wear heavily cushioned pants and coats to cushion their falls, courtesy of their cautious parents.

    The instructor cuts a dashing figure on the rink.

She exhorts her pupils to stand straight and assume the proper form.

Progress is slow, and sometimes there are tears.

Sometimes my daughter likes to watch Lily, an older girl who has achieved some mastery and grace on the ice.

We always look forward to the next class.

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