To Phoebe and Zoe, as they are the inspiration behind Magic Ballerina.
Welcome to the world of Enchantia!
I have always loved to dance. The captivating music and wonderful stories of ballet are so inspiring. So come with me and let’s follow Holly on her magical adventures in Enchantia, where the stories of dance will take you on a very special journey.
p.s. Turn to the back to learn a special dance step from me …
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Darcey’s Magical Masterclass: Assemblés
In the soft, pale light, the girl stood with her head bent and her hands held lightly in front of her. There was a moment’s silence and then the first notes of the music began. For as long as the girl could remember music had seemed to tell her of another world – a magical, exciting world – that lay far, far away. She always felt if she could just close her eyes and lose herself, then she would get there. Maybe this time. As the music swirled inside her, she swept her arms above her head, rose on to her toes and began to dance … Holly’s eyes widened as, slowly, she took in what her mum was saying. “You mean …” “Yes,” smiled her mum. “I’m giving up professional ballet!” Holly couldn’t believe her ears. She’d been living with her aunt and uncle during term time because her mum and dad, who were divorced, were away on tour with their ballet companies. Only now her mum was coming home for good! It was the best news she’d heard in ages. “But won’t you miss dancing?” Holly asked quickly, thinking how awful she’d feel if she couldn’t go to her own ballet school, Madame Za-Za’s. Her mum looked thoughtful. “You know in your heart when the time is right to give something up, Holly.” She paused and sighed, then broke into a smile. “Anyway, I’m not giving it up completely, I’m going to teach instead.” “Really? But that’s brilliant!” said Holly. “It certainly is,” her mother smiled. “The only downside is that the ballet school I’m going to work at is a bit of a distance from here, so we’ll be moving again. I’m sorry, love,” she finished, seeing the look in Holly’s eyes and giving her a quick hug. “I know you’ve settled in well here, and Auntie Maria and Uncle Ted have loved having you but, well, you’ll have me as a teacher from now on!” Holly nodded. She felt over the moon that her mum was going to be back, but it would mean she could no longer go to Madame Za-Za’s ballet school. And that meant giving up all sorts of things – including her best friend, Chloe. She felt a lump in her throat, but smiled so her mum wouldn’t realise she was sad. She didn’t want Mum to think she was upset about her coming home, because she wasn’t. She was really pleased. “I’ll just get my ballet bag, Mum. It’s time for class.” On her way to Madame Za-Za’s, Holly went over in her mind all the things that her mum had said and all the changes it would bring. And when she thought about leaving Chloe, her heart felt like lead. She hadn’t exactly been good at making new friends when she’d first joined Madame Za-Za’s, but Chloe had been so patient. It would be dreadful breaking the news to her. Why did everything have to change? If only they weren’t moving so far away. Still, there was one special, secret thing in Holly’s life that definitely wouldn’t have to change, no matter what – the beautiful pair of red ballet shoes that she owned. She’d been given them by another girl when she’d arrived at the ballet school. She hadn’t realised quite how special they were at first, but she’d soon found out. When
