Another'pointe' of View: The Life and Times of a Ballet Mom

__As I watched from the darkness of the audience, I remembered the violin teacher some four or five years earlier who had told me she thought he was musically gifted_Two minutes later it was all just a memory. I looked over at my husband who had the bewildered look of a man who_s just witnessed something completely unexpected. _My God,_ he said, _he_s a dancer._ From his lips to God_s ear _ and how God must have laughed. This was no surprise to God__ _and just that quickly author PJ Parsons became a ballet mom and the journey through the landscape of the elite ballet world _ always as an outsider _ began. When she left her son all those miles from home at Canada_s National Ballet School at the age of eleven, she was unprepared for this journey that eventually taught her important lessons about preparing a child for his own path. This memoir is her story.