I have been dancing since I was 4. I was part of a national competitive dance company, and I lived and breathed dance. When we were young, and teachers and adults asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up, I always said "a dance teacher." Most of my fellow company members just wanted to be a dancer when they grew up, and a part of me did too, but I knew I loved making up my own routines more than anything. As we grew up, my fellow members started to realize their dreams of being a professional dancer were no longer so realistic. I however, stood by my claim. When I got into high school, my company dance teacher hired me to teach classes. I absolutely loved it. I started teaching more and more, and even ended up choreographing a routine that would go on to compete. When I got to college, while most kids were changing their majors several times, I still knew exactly what I wanted to do. I chose dance as my major and got hired as a teacher and choreographer for a small recreational program. This all brings me to where I am now.
Before her family moved, Emily Peters was one of the girls I taught in my company back home. Remembering this, she contacted me this summer about a very special choreography job. She was currently a junior at Carroll High School and was on their dance team. Her team had try-outs to see who would perform at this year's State Solo Competition. She obviously ended up being chosen and was in need of someone to choreograph her routine. Remembering me from teaching her at the company, I got the offer. At first, I was excastdic. I felt so honored and knew this is what I needed to get my future career rolling. I then remembered what it was like teaching her. She was sometimes hard to work with. She tended to have a bad attitude and did not take authority well. Deep down however, I knew this was a great opportunity for me. I knew I had to accept.
Friday, December 14, 2012
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