How To Write A Dance Narrative Essay

Those girls were a division higher than my team; so, as I watched their arms gracefully swing from side to side; their legs kicking into the air in a beautiful battement; and, the nearly flawless transitions, I wondered how much hard work and how many rehearsal hours they put in to achieve those movements with such ease. The spotlight highlighting their every move had me in awe. The song slowly started to fade out and the loud, obnoxious thumping in my chest resurfaced. With shaky legs and uneven breathing I hesitantly made my way onto the stage and got into position. Looking into the crowd, I could see hundreds of faces staring back at me; some familiar, some I had never seen in my life. This gave me a feeling of nostalgia taking me back to that first day of dance class when all eyes were on me. I could not hear anything around me except my heartbeat in my chest. I remembered how aesthetically pleasing the dancers prior presented themselves on stage and told myself to get it together. I had to give it my all and not let my team down, but most importantly I could not let myself down. I looked at my friend, who posed just to the left of me, for reassurance and she gave me such a genuine smile. I could see it in her eyes that she believed in me. I looked at my surrounding and thought “This is what I’ve been working towards. This is where I want to be.” All the negative thoughts that previously invaded my mind faded. My breathing began to even out as the lights dim signaling that the song would start any

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The dance that I will be focusing on is entitled: thinking sensing standing feeling object of attention. The dance, to me, symbolizes the socialization of persons in Western civilization concerning gender roles. In the beginning there are gestures that are separated from emotion and full-embodiment, but as the dance progresses the gestures become more meaningful and recognizable. The lighting starts out very specific and narrow, then the light encompasses the entire stage, and eventually the dancers are silhouetted as they return to a familiar movement motif in the end. The music is mainly instrumental with occasional soft female vocals, and the lyrics suggest emotion, which is interesting because the dancers do not convey emotion until

This video documents an international cultural festival that took place in Los Angeles. Again, while many of the groups presented here are not American, you will hear peoples from around the Pacific beautifully expressing how dance is an integral part of their culture. While the American public might not be as conscious of the powerful connection between movement and identity, it is the claim of this course that the former can be an important lens on the latter, even in America. Listen closely to how the participants at this festival talk about dance and culture. Compare this with how you relate dance and culture.

The day I tried out for my first dance was one of the most exciting and terrifying days ever. I had been in dance classes before then but never on a team like this. This team competed, traveled, and performed at halftimes for basketball and football games. I couldn't wait to try out but, was worried I wouldn't make the team. I new there were girls better than me that had tried out the previous years.My best friend kaybree was also trying out for hey team the same year, we were both hoping that we would get to dance together on the competing team.

This week I attended a week-long Ballet intensive at Hasley Hall in the University of Iowa's Dance department under the directorship of Kathryn Smith. Other faculty members include Eleanor Goudie-Averill, the ballet and conditioning teacher, Alexandra Bush, the ballet and Variations teacher, and Melanie Swihart, the modern, jazz, and yoga teacher. They also all taught dance appreciation during lunch.

I enjoy dancing, I was part of the cheerleading team in high school, I also did one year in college and I occasionally participate in my sororities stroll team. With my years of experience in choredographed dance, I have been able to choreograph routines and teach them to my sorority sisters. I have the patience to explain and show someone how to move even if they don’t have rhythm. There is a popular move that we use, which requires upper moment as well as lower movements at the same time. Some people have a hard time being able to move one section of their body let alone coordinate both at the same time. I explain that it is easier to learn the lower body movement first and follow by the upper body; after a few tries people are able to master

My experience in the dance field has given me unique qualities that I will carry into the veterinary profession. Through dance I learned to work with a team to perform in unity and to work with everyone’s differences to make a strong team. I believe these are also really important qualities to a veterinary team that I know how to utilize. I also spent some time teaching dance classes which taught me leadership skills, such as decision making and communication. Veterinarians are the leaders of the their team and having prior leadership positions will help me to assume that position

I sat in the doctor's office. Sitting. Waiting. The room felt so empty and quiet. My mom and I sat there. Waiting. I felt as though we had been waiting for hours. Eventually, the doctor walked through the door. I was hoping he would say my tests came back and showed improvement. I had been diagnosed with a stress fracture the previous year. We thought maybe it was something bigger. As it turns out, we were right. He sat down as we anticipated his words. We sat anxiously in our seats. “I’m so sorry… I must have missed it. The tests came back… you have a tumor”.

There are certain things in life that can be equated to dancing with the devil; in my case, I mean, most literally, dancing. The first time I set foot in the basement of the salsa club Ceviche, I was only twelve years old. My parents and I had been taking lessons at the ballroom dance studio Cheek2Cheek for the past year or two. An instructor from the studio also taught group lessons at this dance club and upon learning this, my parents decided to check it out, and they brought me along. Back then, the place was less than impressive: the dance floor area was small, dismal carpeting lined the outer ring, the walls and ceiling were dingy and stained and the people looked nothing like the stunning individuals seen on “Dancing with the Stars.”. I did not know it then, but Ceviche was to be a place where I would feel incredibly drawn; this venue was destined to be a whole new world that would allow me to discover a part of myself I had not known before.

Our Jazz dance goes by too fast. My group finishes our part of the dance and walk off stage while the other group finishes their part. As soon as I get past the wings of the stage, I start taking off my jazz costume, this is the fastest quick change that I had ever done. People are waiting by my stuff ready to help me. My tights are waiting, all scrunched up so that I can slip into them fast and Rachel is holding my pink costume. It's dark backstage so I have to squint to see the my stuff. I'm panting like a dog after the jazz routine and backstage feels like it's a hundred degrees. I drop to the ground to tie my pointes. I reach out and feel the silk on my pointe shoe. Everything's in slow motion as I panic to finish my quick change. An older dancer shows up and starts helping me put on my pointes because the other people helping me don't know how. I hear the music end and realize there is only one dance and it’s the 3 year olds. That means I have 1 minute. I tie my pointes shoes the fastest I have ever tied them, the adrenaline kicking in. It feels like I’ve taken a hundred years to tie a single pointe shoe. I jump up and run to the wing where we enter. I see the other people in my pointe dance finishing their quick change. The music starts to fade out from the 3 year olds and the bright lights fade off. We run on as silently as we can in pointe shoes and get in starting position. The lights turn on and the instrumental version of “Stairway To Heaven” starts playing. We danced our hearts out in those few minutes. When we finish the dance it’s like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Then comes hip-hop and then bows. My age group bows and we dance dance back clapping to the beat. More age groups come on, the carefree music cheering. The teachers come on and we cheer along with the crowd, our cheers silencing out the music and the curtains close. Then the concert was over. We had finished

First off, the most memorable dance concert experience I had was having a little solo in the piece For Those Who Have Made Me Stronger. It was cool enough that my group’s choreography picked to be in this piece, but being picked to have a solo part was surprising. I thought that we would all do the same choreography,so I had nothing to worry about. All of a sudden, the choreography was changed to me having a small solo part. This made me worry a bit because I wasn’t used to being in the front and having people’s attention on me, but it made me work hard to not freeze up on stage. After performing both days, I actually did a good job. I wasn’t nervous or I didn’t have a brain fart like I used to before. I was very proud of myself.

Over the course of ten years, my dance career has earned me one twisted ankle, two cracking hipbones, and a myriad of nights in which my emotions run from exasperation to sorrow to jubilance without any clear causation. Despite all of these aggravations that have come with my strenuous dance career, the passion that it has kindled is incomparable to any other I have experienced. Starting with minimal talent and a timid demeanor, to strive for improvement was a daily battle that often felt fruitless, but looking back on my progression since those early days, I recognize that the strife has been worthwhile. Because of my dance career, I have grown exponentially and realized my dance aspirations by being willing to take risks, learning to trust my instincts and talent and opening myself up to people.

A series of set of movements to music, either alone or with a partner. That is the definition of dancing. Dancing is a way to express one's feeling and to get active.

I started ballet when I was 5 years old. At first I did not want to join ballet. But my mom forced me to join. When I tried out, I was really enjoying the class. But I did not want to show that I did enjoy it.