BalletBear - Page 9

That moment when you make eye contact with a guy as he's coming out of the bathroom.

That moment when you look at the clock and you see that there's still half an hour of class left.

That moment when you're drawing in bed then you end up lying in a pile of eraser shavings.

That moment when you seriously have to question if someone is flirting with you or if you're so narcissistic that you think they're flirting with you.

That moment when your friend says "Remember when you were obsessed with...?" and you just become Elsa like, "The past is in the past!"

That moment when you say something embarrassing and the room gets quiet as you do so.

That moment when you lock eyes with the same kid in class like, five times...

1. Family- they are my rock I couldn't do anything without them. I was adopted. Of all the kids in the world, they chose me. God had them choose me and I am so thankful for that. They are my biggest blessing.

2. Friends- Another blessing. My friends complete me and never fail to make me smile.

3. My home- I live in such a great town with such great people. Also, I'm not saying the U.S. is perfect, but I have so many opportunities here that so many in other countries don't. See More▼ My rights and privileges are not taken for granted!

4. My dance studio- It has given me a second home, a second family, and so much confidence and strength. Dance means so much to me!

5. My teachers- I know. I know. I disagree with them quite a bit, but they are so under appreciated. Their job is not easy. High schoolers aren't easy. As much as I hate tests and homework, I greatly appreciate all that they do because education is so important to me. They are preparing America's future, you know?

**Well, I'm thankful for so much in my life. There is no way it would fit on one list. As a human, I'm not promised the next morning. Every day I'm alive and enjoying the Lord's work makes me thankful.**

Tonight? I stand in the light and I hear the crowds cheer. With a bouquet of scarlet roses in my hands I take to my knee, acknowledging all those who make everything worth it. The falls. The pain. The exhaustion. All those years of hard work and dedication. Nothing matters except this moment. This moment that every girl dreams of. The lights are bright, the air is warm and perfumed with, what is that? Roses yes, but also memories of my auditions, my apprenticeship, and the all See More▼ the years leading up until now. My heart is fit to burst as my eyes twinkle in the light from my tears. Then the curtain falls. The music fades and I head back to my dressing room. Tonight? I was a fiery Spanish girl who loves her dear Basilio more than life itself. Tomorrow? A spirited slave girl in Turkey or a temple dancer in exotic India. Or perhaps a delicate swan and her seductive twin or a peasant girl and her ghostly counterpart. I am a person of constant change. I start in a simple apartment and end in a palace. I wake up with nothing and fall asleep with the world at my battered feet. But who am I? Why, who I've wanted to be since the beginning. Covered in glistening jewels and adorned with satins and silks, I fly across the stage. Every fouetté, every pirouette, every jeté, everything down to the simplest épaulement becomes a part of a tangible dream. A dream that I hope people carry with them. It all comes from my heart and hopefully touches those of my audience. But who am I? Well, I am a great many people, but most importantly, spectacularly, and personally... I am a ballerina.