The Golden Key : A Concert Report

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.

there was so many people out there seating in their seats clapping cheering it was amazing. When we start dancing there where so much enthusiasm going through my body I felt exuberant! The stage lights on was perfect with music and the people in their seats cheering, clapping, and really, enjoying themselves and I loved every minute of it. It made me feel special that I was part of something great. Finally, my dream came true to dance and to dance in front of a lot of people and I knew right there that this was not going be my last performance. After we were done, my group and I told each other how much we were proud of each other. Then later we all meet up with our parents and went home with smiles on are faces because it was the best moment of my

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

We practiced vigorously over summer. I’d wake up at 7 am and have practice till 3 pm. We went to Los Angeles to a dance camp. There were other dancers who were one hundred times better than me. Dancers that had dedicated every moment of their life since they were three. We performed in front of the other dance teams and it was tragic. I was early on some parts and forgot others. When we had gotten back I knew I had to be the best I could be. Months and months of hard work, stretching, and dedication had paid off. I was moved to Varsity and I’m the only person in the 3 years of the dance team to do so.

As we began to learn our singing parts and I heard all the beautiful voices surrounding me, I had a moment when I thought, "Oh my, God. I don't think I'm talented enough to be a part of this cast. At some point someone, or all of the production staff, is going to realize that they made a huge mistake." As I drove home I kept telling myself that I am going to need to work extremely hard and bust my little booty to prove that I belong in the cast.

My heart is in my throat as I walk onstage. The curtain opens, and the dance number starts. I see my friend Maggie come out with the rest of the graceful dancers. She looks at ease, and I start to sweat. I remember the dance moves that Sophie taught us. Up, step, back, tease and turn. As I move my way up to the front of the circle, I try to remember the lines that I have to

I love dancing, I have such a deep passion for this activity. Although there was a time that I was not sure of my passion and love. I have danced since I was able to walk and my parents put me into classes when I was eight. I was ecstatic and overjoyed everyday I could go to the dance studio. However, in eighth grade my dance studio did not do too well at the competitions we attended. At nationals we didn't place top ten for any of the dances we preformed, I felt so defeated and unsure of my love for the sport anymore. Since we did so bad that year my mother refused to re enroll me in classes the following season.  I gave up on my dream of becoming a dancer and started to doubt my talent all together. That year one of my best friends introduced

I think that my body had not been used to the practice schedule that we had that week. I was super happy that my dad was going to be at the competition though. My parents aren’t home very often so whenever they are it means the world to me. So, this made me want to do very well at this competition to make my dad proud. At dance and cheer competitions they require you to wear your hair a certain way and do a lot of makeup. I personally loved it. I think that it is super fun to do that and to not even really look like yourself anymore. So, I did my hair and makeup and we went to the studio to practice before the competition. We had like two hours of practice then some of the girls and I went to eat Subway before the competition. After that, we got to the competition and warmed up our pieces so we were ready to show

I’ve been dancing my entire life. I started by tap dancing when I was three years old, then later moved on to different styles of dance. However, the first day of my audition for an actual dance crew was kind of intense. I remember walking into a room full of talented dancers and completely doubting myself. It gave me a strange feeling in my stomach. I felt like throwing up, but I knew I had to suck it up and get through it. It made me nervous knowing that I was one of the last ones to audition. As soon as I got up on that stage, it was like all my fears suddenly switched off. I danced my heart out and gave it all I got. I got a call a few days later and they had told me that I made the crew. Since that day, I have never doubted myself in

I was the slightly dumb and ditzy stepsister. Rehearsing didn’t feel like work, the whole process was exhilarating. When we got to dress rehearsals at the theatre, it got even better. We wore all our amazing costumes and got to use beautifully made props, everything was coming

I now write my name in all of my shoes and I have an extra pair in my bag, just in case. My dance studio reflects me as dancer, also. I dance at Miss Shelly’s School of Dance and have been since I was two years old. My mom tells me about my first dance class all the time. It was a few weeks before my younger brother was born and I had never done anything without one of my parents. My mom walked me into this new and unknown place and I was in my brand new pink leotard with my brand new pink tights and skirt. I had my tiny pink ballet shoes on my tiny feet and proudly walked through the door holding my mom’s hand in one hand and my adorable dance bag with a princess doing all five dance positions on it in the other. Once my mom let go of my hand to say goodbye I bursted into tears and would not let go of her leg. Miss Shelly came up to us and said, “give your mom one more big hug, the biggest, tightest hug you can, and then we are going to dance with our new friends! Does that sound okay?” So I did as Miss Shelly told me, but, as she closed the door, I ran back through to my mom in tears because she left

As a sibling understudy, I went to every family rehearsal and “performed” the piece as often as the characters did. Naturally, being an understudy is not anyone’s ideal position, as one gets to learn the dance but rarely gets to perform it. Nonetheless, I was not expecting a role at all, so I was excited for the opportunity to learn more movement and learn about what it would be like to work as an understudy, as it is a very real position in performance. It was hard to enjoy the movement and character and know that I would most likely not get to perform, but I feel that it was an important experience for me to have. Being an understudy is no easy feat, but I feel that I have worked hard and can confidently perform the role, if needed. I also feel that having this skill makes me a more well-rounded dancer and more prepared for shows in the

At the time, I never really knew the impact my dance would have on me. I remember the first rehearsal I had with my dancers. Even then, among the dancers, the younger ones were still consumed in showing their beauty, while the older ones wanted to show depth.

The ceilings were vaulted 30 feet high and windows filtered in a pale mid day April sunlight. Girls of all shapes and builds showed up; slender and short, towering and muscular. Their commonality was that they were all older than my naïve, pre-pubescent age of 12. I was especially nervous for the pointe section of the audition; I knew that my ankles were strong, but not with the confidence and poise of a seasoned dancer. In my anxiety, I could barely remember the floor combinations the instructor marked. Barre ended, floor began, and pirouettes later I could feel myself losing balance, off the box of my shoe. I landed on the ground with a thud, humiliated and bruised. I could feel scores of eyes drawn silently in my direction as I scrambled to stand. The audition ended without excitement, and I walked home, trying to keep tears at bay. I was further mortified to find that my mother had baked me brownies while I was gone as a congratulatory gesture. I was a complete disappointment with broken toenails and strained tendons and yet, a month later, I received my acceptance letter to train in New

My name is Kayla, I am currently an 8th grader at Silver Hills Middle School in Westminster. Dance has been a big part of my life, even though I only started studio dancing 2 or 3 years ago. Before that, I looked up how-to videos and learned off of there. Studio dancing gave me a whole new perspective of what dance is, it’s a way of expressing myself and expressing my emotions. I remember the first time dancing at EVQ, it was an entire new environment where the dance instructors there treat their teen students as adults instead of children. Of course, this frightened me since it was all new and I didn’t know anybody there, everyone was ridiculously nice and I made new friends the second week I was