The Tutu

I heard a story on NPR about a Dad watching his daughter’s first ballet performance. He sat in the audience as the young ballerinas pranced on. It took only moments to realize that his daughter suffered from a lack of balance, she fumbled and bobbed all over the place while the others held their poses nicely. Immediately he began thinking of all kinds of disorders and possible syndromes that would account for her lack of balance. It wasn’t until after the performance that his wife pointed at that the blame was not his daughter’s but his own. He had helped her dress and put both her legs through one hole in the tutu’s brief.


Often we fail to see the part we play in troubles and problems around us.

December 2008