As I enter my room I throw my bag on the bed and begin taking out my books. All of a sudden I remember that it's a Wednesday and that I have dance classes on Wednesdays. A sense of relief runs through my body as the worry of finishing homework immediately vanishes. I rush to get my dance clothes on, grab my bag, and run to the car. The first thing I see is my mom waiting in the car with a smile on her face. It feels as if it took no more than 10 minutes to go from my house to the dance studio. I jump out of the car and wave goodbye.
I couldn't wait much longer. I open the door while I hear classical music and see my dance teacher and friends greet me. They all think I'm a relaxed and stress- free person, but they don't know what really goes on in my head. I carry-on and put on my rock- hard pointe shoes. While I wrap each ribbon around my ankle, I couldn't help but laugh as I hear my teacher talk about her exciting day. I finish by wrapping a flowy pink skirt around my waist and walk to my spot on the barre. We begin to stretch as a class. The idea of bringing my leg over my head doesn't seem so painful, instead, I find it to be rather relaxing. At this point due dates no longer overwhelm me. Before we know it, she gives a hand gesture telling us to come to center floor. We begin a petite allegro. She explains all the moves in French while we translate it in our head. The fast pace music begins as everyone spreads out to make sure there is enough space to jump and turn. Loud shouts of corrections emerge from the teacher, but it doesn't seem to bother me as I zone out into my own little world. I feel I can express myself with every move I take. Giggles can be heard from across the room as little mistakes are made. I couldn't help but laugh as well. This is what I look forward to everyday I'm here.
This studio brings back a lot of memories from my childhood. I remember always crying when I got yelled at for not understanding a certain move or not doing it properly. Now that I think back about it, I'm glad I got yelled at. It has made me a better dancer in the long run.All the hard work has paid off as I finally got my first pair of pointe shoes. Joy ran through my 10-year old body. It's every young ballerina's dream come true. I will always remember that day. Sewing the ribbons and elastic took a laborious 2 hours, but it was all worth it. The excitement quickly vanished as I got bunions, blisters, and bruises on my poor little toes. I eventually got used to the pain as I have conquered over six pairs of silky, pink pointe shoes.
This studio brings back a lot of memories from my childhood. I remember always crying when I got yelled at for not understanding a certain move or not doing it properly. Now that I think back about it, I'm glad I got yelled at. It has made me a better dancer in the long run.All the hard work has paid off as I finally got my first pair of pointe shoes. Joy ran through my 10-year old body. It's every young ballerina's dream come true. I will always remember that day. Sewing the ribbons and elastic took a laborious 2 hours, but it was all worth it. The excitement quickly vanished as I got bunions, blisters, and bruises on my poor little toes. I eventually got used to the pain as I have conquered over six pairs of silky, pink pointe shoes.
Whether it's ballet, tap, acro,contemporary or jazz, I feel like I can be my self while I'm dancing. No one is there to tease me or tell me I look silly. Instead, I have life-long friends there to encourage me and tell me to try my hardest. I know that when I leave this place I can go home with a good attitude unlike how I was earlier. Homework can be finished in a more stress-free, positive manner. This dance studio has been there for me from when I started at 6-years old, to my teenage self. After 8 years of dancing, I've reached level 6, the highest level in the entire studio. That's all thanks to my friends for their encouragement and my teachers' for their constructive criticism. I wouldn't be where I am without their support. There is no other place for me to express myself and be with the people I love other than the Rosalie Woodson Dance Academy.
