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When I was taking ballet, I remember whenever my Mom and I went I would bring an imaginary elephant. It was pink. I don’t remember its name anymore. When we would start I would tell my mom to hold the leash. If she was going to get her phone or she would move her hand I would say, “No Mom, you can’t. The elephant is going to run away. You can’t let go!” So, my Mom would just have to stand there holding this elephant’s leash. When I got done with class I would take the leash and we would go down to the car and go home.