This I Believe

 If you walked up to me when I was 5 years old that I would love dance as much as I do now I would say your crazy! Since when I was 3 years old I took dance class than ran out of the first class crying, refusing to ever step back into that place again. So I quit... 5 years later when I was in 3^rd grade I told my mom that I wanted to take dance class again, I was in the dance program in school and I really liked it so I thought I would give dancing a shot. She said ok so we went back to the studio where I took ballet and signed up. I signed up for jazz, I still hold a grudge against ballet.

I was really enjoying taking the class, but in my 2^nd year of dance class is when it started to become more than just classes but maybe something that I really wanted to pursue. One day we were running our dance and my dance teacher gave me a critique, I said I couldn't do it, she replied by say then you shouldn't be dancing. I remember how that initial sting feeling was, I was even having second thoughts on if I should be dancing. I knew I should so I stayed. You think I would hate that dance teacher but I don't, I actually dance with her to this day, she is like a second mom to me considering i'm at dance class every day. I've been through many ups and downs while dancing the ones that stick with me the most is the time I almost broke my wrist and cracked my head during summer camp let's just say I tried an touch pickup which is when you pick up your hands before you finish your cartwheel, I went for it and I didn't kick hard enough so I landed right on my arm. I also remember when we won 3^rd place in a competition last year. I have to say that felt amazing because out of everyone in our division the judges thought we did really well!

Dance takes time I know that and i'm ready to work as hard as I can because I mean it when I tell you, I believe in dance.