Reflection Paper On Figure Skating

We landed our axel and a new jump consistently, and a bliss came over us. Joy filled our bones and we finally felt free from the weight that was once upon us; however, two or so weeks later we lost both jumps and thus the longing to try again. We could feel the disappointment growing in our parents’ and coach’s faces. Heaviness grew upon us every time we stepped a foot into that ice rink, it was time to move on.

When I was young, I fell in love with competitive figure skating. The ice was my second home, and every minute I spent on it was pure bliss. By the time I was ten, I had practices four times a week and several competitions a year. Unfortunately, my path to success did not leave me unscathed. I had many falls and accidents over the years, and getting back up was almost never easy. The worst accident occurred when I was first starting to skate. I was four years old, and it led to my parents almost taking me off of the ice forever.

Grace is a second grader. She sits quietly with her hand folded in front of her and watches tv. She sees Dumbo and thinks of the stuffed elephant on her bed. She remembers her brother winning it for her at a carnival, where she got to ride a pony and eat cotton candy. A few minutes pass, and Grace has no idea what is happening around her or on the cartoon. She is not worried, because there really isn't a time that her mind is not wandering.

Mary Louise Adams’ “The Manly History of a 'Girls' Sport': Gender, Class and the Development of Nineteenth-Century Figure Skating” is an article that sheds light on the role that gender played on figure skating throughout the nineteenth century. It centers on how male-dominated the activity of figure skating was throughout the nineteenth century—a stark contrast to the sport we know today, which is populated largely by women. Adams unearths the shift in the sport by examining the concept of masculinity in relation to the human body during this period, which shifted in terms of its values. Ultimately, she argues that the reason for the shift from male-dominated figure

As a little girl, I would constantly walk on my toes. Because of this tendency, my parents enrolled me in a beginner ballet class at the age of three. I learned how to walk like a ballerina, the art of pointing my toes properly, and how to properly curtsy at the end of class. Throughout the months leading up to the recital, my classmate and I learned a piece to perform, and I practiced in class and at home for my parents and brother. On the day of the recital, I performed the dance perfectly in my green sparkly tutu and the smallest size ballet slippers. However, I was disgruntled with the other baby ballerinas for making mistakes on the stage.

Our coaches had told us since the beginning that the months and months we would spend preparing for one particular day would all be worth it in the end. Taking place at New Castle Fieldhouse in early March 2015, I competed in the IHSDTA Dance team competition with my fellow teammates and members of the NHS dance team. We walked into the vast, expansive Fieldhouse knowing that it was the largest High School Fieldhouse in the Nation. The anticipation in the air was electric and full of excited chatter of girls who had been preparing for months for this one day… actually for these two minutes.

Even though I have no trouble reading I have always struggled with writing, even to this day, so I shall write about today. I am struggling to think of a subject to write about as I offhandedly work on a late project for Mr. Lyday’s class. As I struggle I realized that there are too many distractions in this room, the melodies playing loudly through my earbuds, my fluffy, soft, warm gray cat affectionately named Gray. The most potent distraction at the moment is my phone vibrating with a sharp, loud, repetitive “VVrt! VVrt!” Which draws my attention towards the friends I miss so greatly. As I move to a quieter, less distracting room, I realize that the greatest distraction is my own mind, I over think the most insignificant, I second guess

According to Chris Mallac, the Sports Injury Doctor, gymnasts suffer many growth problems. This includes back problems. One problem includes Scheuermann's disease. One is diagnosed with this disease when the front portion of their back does not develop. In fact, gymnasts are commonly diagnosed because of the repetitive flexing and arching of the back. This disease leads to hunchback. Specifically, the spine starts to wedge out. Scheuermann's disease can take gymnasts out of the sport for periods of time to let their spine grow and function properly. Gymnasts are also commonly diagnosed with premature osteoporosis. This is when the bones weaken, leading to bone loss and severe back pain. These problems are caused because the back never has time

This was my first time skating on the frozen water on the Rideau Canal. In winter, skating is a popular activity for people in Ottawa; however, this was my first time skating on the real frozen river, so I was very nervous. My friend and I had been skating for 3 hours for the first time, and we stared from Rideau Center to Carleton University. Actually, there are not handrails on the two sides; thus, I could only skate in the middle of the canal. For me, skating is not an easy activity, so I always needed to keep my body’s balance, and my friends also told me about some skating skills that could help me to do it easily. In addition, there are many coffee shops and places to rest at along the canal; therefore, my friends and I bought cups of

Our team sat in the hallway of our school, waiting for our name to be called to enter the gym. The pregame jitters were everywhere. Girls were bouncing up and down, fanning themselves and skittering around. I had a flood of emotions inside me. I was mostly excited but also quite nervous. What if my parents didn’t like the dance? What if my peers don’t like the dance? What if it looks bad? I couldn’t help but doubt the routine in a time of such nervousness. Our coach gave us each her routine good-luck shoulder shakes, and I knew the time had come. I heard the crowded gym fall quiet.

“Oww,” I winced as my knee buckled for about the millionth time that day as I tried to practice my pirouettes for the dance audition starting in a couple of minutes. “Come on” I thought to myself wondering why my knee chose this exact time, this was important, I needed to nail this audition so that I could earn myself a spot in Company 2 this year. It was heart wrenching to think that I could be in Company 1 in 7th grade! “Get in order according to your number,” the dance teacher noted and I did as fast as I could,everyone knew that auditions were a non nonsense matter.Finally, the audition started, the Dance Instructor lead the stretching routine and then told us to go across the floor, he taught us what we needed to show and turned on the music. I thought to myself ,”run, run arms rounded in first when you run; a brush

The shrill irritating buzz from my alarm clock signaled me to drag my sore, overworked body out of bed early on a Saturday morning. Before I even went to the kitchen to make tea, my stomach had already been in knots thinking about the dance festival and how the rest of this day would play out. I overthought everything somehow reasoning that this very performance would determine the fate of my future in dance,

Nothing worth having in this world can be accomplished without hard work and dedication. This is a concept Nicole has become seemingly familiar with. Nicole has gotten used to picking herself up, brushing herself off, and trying again – literally and figuratively. As a figure skater, falling is a common occurrence, “It’s nothing out of the ordinary,” Nicole had said in an interview, “we have all become used to it over the years”. Nicole has been skating since she was two years old, and started competing when she was six years old.

Ever wondered what it would be like to leap through life, twirl right through, as if the world has completely stopped around you? To be able to pause everything in a silence that allows you to hear your own heartbeat? The silence on stage as you perform is a sense of peace within your inner body that is being channeled through a movement of effortless motion. In European history, dance was considered to be a way of celebration for many cultures. Although it was said that dance did require physical agility, dancers were never considered athletes because the movement was not taken seriously. Dance did not become popular in a more skillful way until later on. The debate of dance as a sport is very

On December 1, 2017, in the University Theatre at California State University, Dominguez Hills, I observed the fall dance concert Rise. It was choreographed by Amy Michelle Allen, Marco A, Carreon, Sarah Cashmore, Jeff Hendrix, Erin Landry, Doris Ressl Acosta, and Kenneth Walker, with the long cast of dancers. The production was pleasing, and would not have been believable without the work from production designers, Frederick Depontee and Cheryl Sheldon. Rise is played out in eight different dance routines, which were Xtra Xtra, Scar Tissue, Hart Broken, Things Are A Stirrin’, and the rest are intermissions such as Female Energy, Women, Exotica, Strength In Numbers, and Makina.