The girl is shy. The girl has no self-confidence.
The girl is young and has a lot to learn.
This girl tries too hard to hide her shyness. This girl overcompensates for her lack of confidence. This girl will grow.
I will teach her.
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"Fizz, pop." That's my daughter, christened Felicity but renamed Fissity by her older brother and inevitably shortened to Fizz. Did the name find her, or did her personality grow to suit her nick-name? Was she always going to be like a glass of Prosecco, full of bubbles and joy?
From the start she was always such an enthusiast, ready at the drop of the proverbial hat to try something new. Not much of a sticker though, horse riding one month and ice skating the next. At the moment it's drama. She could have been born for it, a natural Drama Queen if ever there was one. I am so glad modelling has gone by the board, biased though I'm bound to be and lovely though I think she is, she is not beautiful or exceptional in looks, her eyes are too small for a start.
Since she joined The Players it's as if everything she hears or says is a huge surprise and she must make her eyes as wide as possible. It's getting a bit irritating if I'm honest. As for all the arm waving and flamboyant gestures; she knocked the marmalade off the table this morning. Her eyes were genuinely pretty wide then, I can tell you.
I do wonder though, if she's offered a part in Cinderella, how she'd cope. Underneath all that bravado she's quite a shy girl and it doesn't take much to knock her confidence. Who knows? The Players may be the making of her.
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