Every ballet teacher has their own styles and they vary in ages.  However there is one teacher who is literally three years older than me.  I don't know about you, but that is pretty freaky.  Mr H treats the eight kids in my level like we're his friends and complains about other levels to us.  It's pretty refreshing because in ballet you typically get two sorts of teachers, professional teacher/friend and one that is like a parent.  Mr. H is different and he was just was a professional a couple years ago.  Now one of the things that Mr. H did lately that made me laugh lately was say that he wanted to give us nicknames.  He wanted to have our nicknames of Santa's reindeer and everyone then started calling names.  Daisy (fake name obviously) tried to call Rudolf.  Instead Mr. H interjected, "No, actually I was thinking Mia should be called that because of her hair."  I'm a redhead and it made me laugh.  Mr. H treats us like his friends and goes on anti Starbucks rants and complaints.  I mean one day he came to teach class with his hair messed up and looking rather sleepy.  He then went on to say that he had got up late, forgot his tea, forgot to brush his hair and put in his earring.  Anyways, have a great day and just keep dancing!! ~Mia