Descriptive Essay : Final Goodbye

I hurried to get dressed with a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up past my cast. I also wore a red tie and black skinny jeans. I could only sing so we had to use the track guitar. Last thing I had to do was my vocal warmups. I finished and went to the side of the stage. My mind was swirled with thoughts as the video ran and our cue was said to go on stage. My microphone was on me and I was as ready as I was ever going to be. We all ran on stage and started to play. We started with undisclosed desires. Since I didn’t have my guitar to play it gave me a chance to rest and just

She had somehow managed to nab front row seats the day before the opera, and I was thrilled. My mom and I were bawling our eyes out towards the end of the opera, and it absolutely blew both of us away. A little spark was ignited in my heart and I knew that it was the start of something big. I understood deep down that I loved performing onstage and that I loved musical theater, but this was something new and exciting for me. A way to perform without dialogue and only song? Count me in. I was drawn to singing like a moth to a light, and knew that this is where I wanted my life to go from that instant on. After embarking on my classical singing journey, I feel as if I have come full circle. Now whenever I go to NATS competitions, I notice younger competitors are looking up to me and asking me questions, something I could’ve never imagined happening to me when I was younger. Now, I’ve competed in the Classical Singer Competition, and at the NATS Nationals conference, which I am proud to have placed second in.

Traveling is one of my family’s favorite things to do. The family has visited numerous places throughout the United States, however, none are as memorable as Atlanta, Georgia. In Atlanta, there are many places to go and sights to see such as: Cola-cola factory, Cabbage Patch Kids Factory, Under Ground Mall, the Zoo, Atlanta Braves Stadium, Six Flags Over Georgia, Stone Mountain Park, and the Atlanta Aquarium, are all in or near the city of Atlanta. The three that we visit on every trip to Atlanta are Six Flags, Stone Mountain, and the Atlanta Aquarium.

From an early age, I loved to perform. Being the youngest girl with three older brothers, I could never get enough attention; This meant singing, dancing and being extremely outgoing to get everyone’s eyes on me. I still hear stories about my younger self dancing in front of mirrors, babbling about my dream of being a “star”. It wasn’t until much later, however, that I found I could put my love of performing to use.

I wake up. It’s the day of the show. I feel a nervous knot in my stomach and the pressure on my shoulders. I was the only person on my team to qualify for IEA Regional’s. Usually on show days we get up early and to the barn by 6 or 7. Today was different, I didn’t need to be there until noon. I couldn’t sleep though, so I got up and got dressed. The show was in Charleston, so my dad and I went the night before to spend time downtown. After breakfast we drove to Starbucks to buy some time before meeting my coach at the show.

"I’m so nervous,” I complained to my mom as we walked into the Waukesha Civic Theatre. “What if I’m not good enough. I haven’t even prepared that much!” It was a crisp September day and some leaves had already started changing color. On the way home from school my mom told me about a play that the theater puts on near us every year and thought I would be good for it. Since I had only heard about the audition that day, it gave me a few hours to pick my song and be prepared for whatever part they wanted me to read. The next song that came on the radio was the song “Edge of Glory” by Lady GaGa and because it was in my vocal range I thought it would be good for me. Little did I know that this audition would change my view of theater.

My ambition throughout the next seven weeks: help these children escape reality by learning about the arts. Unfortunately, many of these children came from difficult home-life situations; yet, they enthusiastically prepared for the show. Sometimes it was a struggle to take on infinite tasks and others’ responsibilities while maintaining a positive environment for these children. Filled with laughter and intense hard work, rehearsals flashed by like the speed of sound. Opening day arrived. Peeking through the curtain and seeing the room’s seats quickly fill became bittersweet. It reminds me what you see after a downpour: how the rain shares a beautiful rainbow but slowly fades from the sunlit sky. Despite laborious hours, these young actors/actresses shined onstage, and the next day, the experience would end at the final curtain

The last thing I wanted to do was start over, nevertheless I didn’t have a choice. I knew if I moved again, there was a chance I wouldn’t make it. Not long after, I found out my friend had died. Her brother murdered the rest of his family along with her. She made my move easier when I was there. I would miss her, but she made me realize how truly messed up the world can be. I missed home, so much that if I couldn’t be there, then I didn’t want to be in the world at all. As much as I wanted to, I couldn’t go back home, that chapter has closed, and it was time to open a new one. It was pivotal that I burn down the stage, throw away the costume, and figure out who I am. The pain will always be there, but I am stronger for

As the show captivated my senses, it captured my heart, and turned from what I thought would be a trite show like the soap operas my mother enjoyed into a breathtaking experience. The dancers leaping and flipping across the stage were astonishing, and filled me with a sense of wonder. I was not consciously aware of it at the time, yet in some way, I aspired to emulate them in my own life. Now I in no way wanted to be a broadway star; however, I wished to gain even just an ounce of the talent they possessed. Exiting the theatre, I had a different attitude than when I had first gone through the doors. I had finally found something that I did not just enjoy, but that I was fervent

I did not expect this lack of effort from you,” he lectured. That was the breaking point of my composure. The tears that I had been holding back rushed down my face, and I was angry at myself for letting my presentation go to waste. How could I explain to my teacher that I truly had practiced? How could I tell him that I had repeated my soliloquy in the shower, presented it in front of my roommate so many times that she could recite it without thinking, practiced it in different voices in the mirror, and even read it in my head before falling asleep? I had done everything I could to prepare, but as soon as I stood in front of the class, my mind went

Since I was a little girl, the lights of the stage have called me. Later on when I saw the Broadway lights I knew that those lights were destined for me, but did I have what it takes. As time went on and I began my studies, I realized that my dream wasn’t as simple as I had thought it would be.

The cast list for the upcoming spring play was finally posted. We had been waiting anxiously for it and there it was. Audition day was the most nerve-wracking experience I had ever had as a freshman in high school. I wanted everything perfect so when I completely froze and forgot the next part of my monologue, you can imagine how terrified I was. From that moment on, it was prayer and improvisation. As I continued to scan for my name, my hands were shaking uncontrollably. I made it. I do not think any freshman girl could have been more excited than me at the moment. I felt so accomplished. The first rehearsal was incredible but little did I know what great blessing God had hidden in this entire experience.

February 2, 2015. It was just an ordinary day with my daily routine of eighth grade, so I thought. My mom was over my grandma’s house earlier than usual. I went inside and they were talking about how they should do something for the girls and how we needed to go on a trip. Honestly I didn’t get excited at first because when they doing something with the girls I think of “Oh something for the older people.” I came out of the den and went into the living room and they were at the table. “Gone head and put your backpack in the car”, my mom said. I did what she said and went back inside to hear what they were talking about. My grandma then said “What do you think about going on a trip to the Orpheum?”

The next day was judgement day; the moment of truth. We had our final rehearsal two hours before the concert, and I sat in the green room waiting for my cue. I looked at myself in the mirror and made sure everything was ready; my instrument tuned and warmed up? Check. My dress short enough so that I don’t trip on stage? Check. My hair curled away from my face? Check. Still breathing? Check. All I had left to do was to sit and wait. As the orchestra filed onto stage, they all walked passed the green room to wish me luck. When it was my turn, Dr. Cobbs came out and lead me onto stage and I walked up and took my

As the end of the night approached us, I couldn’t stop thinking about how many mixed emotions I had about starting a whole new chapter in my life. I couldn't wait to go to college, meet all new people, get a degree so that I could start my career path, but I knew that meant I had to say goodbye to my two best friends, who were moving several hours away from me. This was one of the hardest things I had ever had to do in my life. We all cried a little, and then made promises to keep in touch, and then we were off into the real world! I was very happy to be at this point in my life, but I was scared deep down inside.