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{a letter from esther}

To Kelly – 9.3.2015

52 years. I can hardly believe it. Is it really 52 years? Where are all those women whose muscles I’ve stretched, teased and firmed? During those years I’ve trained several women but not one has wanted to turn the exercises into a proper business. I was concerned that once mother retired, who was going to keep her unique and brilliant exercises in its original form, alive and vibrant?

It’s no good looking at me I said to my mirror, I’m hopeless at building a business or running a business. All I’m good at is running my classes and training people. I wanted someone to love the exercises as much as I do, live it, breath it, feel it pulsating through my veins. It was breaking my heart that I might be the last person who knew my mother’s technique with utter authenticity in its original form with the life force mother injected into those exercises that pushed you to your limit, with its huge element of fun and laughter keeping her eclectic style as charismatic as she was. Hard footsteps to follow, as I know only too well.

Many classes now operating in the States have been influenced by my mother’s work and even acknowledge her. But what I don’t see is her essence, her skill, her emotional energy, the power of love, her humanity… I do see it’s become a tough workout without the beauty and elements of dance and the aesthetics of a woman’s body. What a waste of a brilliant technique. 52 years I’ve waited for that special woman who felt a deep connection to mother’s body and mind, understanding that complex personality.

What could I do? My doing days were almost done. If at the ripe old age of eighty one I hadn’t yet found the right person to step into mother’s shoes and have the guts and ambition to return the exercise technique back to a life with a future, would I ever? The phone call from California in 2015 introduced me to Kelly Wackerman. We had many talks before Kelly came to Hungerford to train with me. Every call convinced me more and more that Kelly had the talent, the passion and ambition to fulfill my dreams. It was obvious that Kelly was brilliant. Her energy and enthusiasm for the Lotte Berk Technique thrilled me. Her ambition to take the technique back to the States and to be able to show the genuine Lotte Berk excited us both. To make it a business again. Train the next generation of women. What more could I ask?

Kelly’s love for Mother’s work was so endearing. She loved it, ate it, breathed it. She was alive with joyfulness enjoying the creative physical work through her love of dance, feeling pushed and stretched, feeling the fun rippling through her body. Kelly put it in a nutshell, and I quote:

It’s not just a workout. It’s a Work of Art. Thank you Kelly.

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Many classes now operating in the States have been influenced by my mother’s work and even acknowledge her. But what I don’t see is her essence, her skill, her emotional energy, the power of love, her humanity…

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“Living in London in the early sixties I used to go to Lotte Berk's classes somewhere near Baker Street. Once I was married, we moved out of London and abroad. All these years later, I was amazed to find Esther was teaching classes in her house close to where I live now.”

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“I have been practicing the Lotte Berk Technique with her daughter, Esther Fairfax, and at 75 I am very fit and healthy. Also great fun!”

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“After all the keep fit classes I have been doing there is nothing to beat the exercises that Esther teaches. We have great fun and at the same time she is a great teacher and I certainly feel better for it.”

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