A teacher and their students in a ballet class gradually become one whole. And these are not just lofty words. In every lesson, the teacher gives a part of themselves and a part of their knowledge. Some of it gained through experience, some passed down from their own teachers, and some shaped by particular circumstances or conditions. This is your unique wealth, and you share it in every lesson, every performance, and every rehearsal.
And the student, receiving this legacy, becomes a part of their teacher.
Whether this is good or bad is not the point right now. What matters is how emotionally difficult it is for a teacher to part with their student — especially when that student has received everything offered with great eagerness and gratitude over a certain period of time.
The longer the time, the stronger the bond.
Of course, teachers are taught — and they also learn themselves — not to become too attached to their students, and they do their best. Some manage this better, some less so. But parting is always an emotionally heavy moment.
The teacher sincerely tries not to show it, and they really do succeed in masking their emotions behind smiles and joy.
But the truth is, we are sad — deeply sad — to say goodbye to our students.
And when we part ways, we always hold onto hope that we will see you again. But deep down, we know it happens very, very rarely.
Dear students (I’m deliberately not saying “former” — if you were once ours, you are always ours), wherever you are, we remember you, we love you, and we always wait to welcome you back.
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