It was my true calling! I think I was a
little flower in the year-end recital. I remember flashes of the first time I
was on stage performing. A huge group of us in a circle…I was 7
years old, and I was in tap class with students much older than I. My teacher
choreographed a part of our dance where I twirled in toward the older boy in my
class, and had to kiss his cheek. It was terrible!
If I could
go back in time I would tell my younger self to remember that there is no way
to fail. Every experience is worth it, good or bad. And to stop participating
in competitions…real dance is art that no one can give a score out of 100.
I have
evolved as a dancer over the years by training hard, and most
importantly, by having life experience. I believe that having children has
changed the way I dance. Over the years, my confidence has increased, and my
goals have been set and met. I thought about leaving the dance world a few times,
but it was disastrous. It was like I was being someone else. I am a dancer. I
always have been…ever since that first time I went to dance class at 3 years
old.
Five words
that describe dance to me are: Art, Dedication, Storytelling, Passion, and Freedom
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