Amy Leslie, 18, north London
Tottering on my tiptoes, desperately I flapped my arms to try to balance.
But it was no use. I toppled over and landed in a messy heap.
My grandmother and my mother were both ballet teachers.
And Mum had been a professional ballerina.
It was 2007, but at 3 years old it was clear I'd missed out on the gene that gave them their elegant poise.
Yet my grandmother Sylvie, then 58, persisted in trying to teach me.
We lived 10 minutes away from my gran, and my older
