The Doors Of The Opera House

“Don’t worry, we’re both gonna do great!” I explained, even though I was nervous too. That was the day we were finally trying out for competitive dance at our dance studio, Bleker’s. Bleker’s used to do competitive dance years ago, and finally, after I had been dancing there for 9 years, they started to do comp again!

Suddenly My mom started to finally understand how nervous I was about this it was like a light bulb was on top of her head and it had just turned on. Then she explained how it won’t be as scary because I would be practicing everything with my dance teacher Mrs.Dawnell. Also, she told me that I would get to practice with my friends, But she also told me that we would have to practice doing our interviews. I was even more scared of that even though it was just going to be practice. I can’t even imagine what i’m going to feel when i’m in interviews with the judges.

Pendleton dance team were all sitting in a circle with big smiles on their faces like as they had already won. They were our biggest competition this competition because our scores were really close first round. When we performed second round most of my teammates were telling us how they messed up which I hated because it made me think

All though I was scared because I wasn't stretched I was super happy and excited, because I didn't know that my favorite choreographer was teaching the addition. I learn the dance in pain I thought to myself, that the dance my learning was too much of a difficulty for me. Once all of the 15 intimidating groups of talent, go to addition. I was next in

"Everybody be warmed up and ready by 3:20!" My dance teacher yells to the Camden Hills Regional High School's, Strom Auditorium stage into the Black Box. I quickly slipped on my dance shorts from Pink, and a white Studio Red tank top, and then lastly my ballet slippers. I sat on the ground of the senior company dressing room, along side my friend Emily, as we started massaging our feet, getting the blood flowing to our muscles.

Only a few hours earlier, dancers filled the back dressing rooms with makeup and costumes thrown around in chaos before their final performance of AROVA’s “Choreography Showcase.”

“hey listen f/n you don’t need to be nervous ok. Your an amazing accress as a matter a fact your way better than I ever will be.”

She was in a ballet studio dancing with a room full of ballerinas. The studio was large and grand. The instructor paraded back and forth in front of them as they jumped and twirled beautifully together. Becca was surprised by her strength and level of control.

She had to rush to her dressing room due to everyone else already being there and in costume. Quickly, she put on her costume and did her hair and make up only to have a stage hand come knocking on the door, giving her the five minute warning.

“Joy,” Hayley began, catching the ball with one hand before throwing it to Kloe. “Have you heard the news of the Others?”

“Thanks Rachel.” I smiled and walked towards the curtain, peeking out to see how many people were out

“Let’s go back to this scene and work through our dancing. It looked pretty sloppy this time,” the director shouted while all of the cast members rehearsed late on a school night. Even though they all groaned in agony since they’ve worked through this number countless times, all of their hard work will be worth it when the drama department presents this year’s musical, “Footloose.”

"Hey Colby, heard you got the part as Julien, congrats man." She said as cheerful as she normally was.

In 1973, the Sydney Opera House opened its doors for the first time. This came after seventeen years of construction and setbacks. The design for the opera house was chosen from 220 applications through a competition in 1956. The original design was supposed to feature the arches by lining the inside of them with gold leaves and have no sides to the arches. These design details would later be taken out because of cost and structural issues. In 1966, the project came to a halt because of leadership disagreements. In 1968, construction began again, and the opera house was able to open in 1973.

I quickly passed everyone in the hallway and dashed to the costume room. I swiftly yanked my costume off the rack and dragged it behind me. My lastness to get ready in the morning was going to cost me an issue minutes before the first show. I took a deep breath and I shoved past the gaggle of girls talking; opening the dressing room door. I jumped over the belongings on the floor and quickly changed. I put the hanger on the desk, pulled my hair out of my long dress and sighed. I grabbed my shoes and in a haist I put them on, without buckling the straps. I walked with small steps, so that they would not fall off, out of the half open door. I shuffled my way into the large room, which we were using as a green room, and I buckled the wild