Breathless, I grinned into the blinding light.
I have prepared so much for this day. I never dreamt I would do this. I’m always a wallflower, and frankly, I quite like it. Expressing my thoughts and feelings was rather awkward for me. Rather shy, I prefer reading books than be around people. Learning was and is a favourite pastime… A hobby. Other girls would play with dolls, whereas I’d be buried in a land of stories. Damsels in distress, buried treasures, magical forest kingdoms of fairies and monsters; so many realms I’ve been through, so many lives I’ve lived. And i’m now standing here, up on this stage. Exhausted, but radiant.
Dancing is my passion, a passion I wanted to diffuse. My refuge and salvation, while dancing, I can forget my worries and just feel “free.” I first began choreographing dance routines in middle school for my friends and I. Dexterously dancing in front of people, gives me a sense of pride and joy I came to love. But, I realized how different teaching people was to just dancing. Things just aren’t that simple. When I started to teach people who were older, there was a bit of struggle over authority. Through different experiences, the most important thing I learnt was the ability to perceive people’s actions and words. I am not much of a social butterfly, but with this newfound superpower, I would think, that I could get anything done.
Invited, I taught large groups of people for festivals and event. The older people, whereas, imperiously obstructed success with an obvious power struggle going on. There was this one time when a friend of mine refused with chagrin to dance with the partner they were assigned to. You’d think, that because it was a friend, it would be easier, right? But I had no idea what to do to make people agreeable. Each and every individual are different, and trying to please everybody while motivating them by myself would eventually turn sour. Always having been underestimating the power of people, believing in only myself, will, of course, eventually tire me out. Being nice, AND still deliberately strict IS difficult. More respect towards my teacher from then on. Solving conflicts and trying to understand different points of view was starting to be easier once I acquiesced in learning how to explain things clearly and concisely. So everyone can understand what I am trying to say. With the help of others, I was able to overcome my comfortable barrier. Then I learnt to always have a set goal, and to try as hard as possible to reach that goal. It helps motivate not only me, but everyone as well. 2 things. Determination. Focus.
Everyday I learn new things, no information is useless if you apply it. A new me awakened, the me who gained insight on people, responsibility, self-reflection, and learnt about leading stubborn people. Meeting deadlines, organizing rehearsals, managing costumes, making sure everyone was on the same page, it was arduous. But looking back at it, it was fun. Appreciating people, is a better way to be. Making a dance routine involves so many people; those who The importance of being able to communicate with different age groups and nationalities, with everyone’s efforts, we were able to adapt and overcome any situation. Teamwork… was the key for the group to succeed, but before all, it was will. If there is will, there is way.
Glancing behind, I realize I would love to do this again, dancers dripping with sweat, glowing smiles on their faces, proud to have this ONE moment. One moment worth of effort and endurance. Chests heaving up and down, hearts racing, I looked back at the crowd. We bow on the count of three! One, Two, Three!
I have prepared so much for this day. I never dreamt I would do this. I’m always a wallflower, and frankly, I quite like it. Expressing my thoughts and feelings was rather awkward for me. Rather shy, I prefer reading books than be around people. Learning was and is a favourite pastime… A hobby. Other girls would play with dolls, whereas I’d be buried in a land of stories. Damsels in distress, buried treasures, magical forest kingdoms of fairies and monsters; so many realms I’ve been through, so many lives I’ve lived. And i’m now standing here, up on this stage. Exhausted, but radiant.
Dancing is my passion, a passion I wanted to diffuse. My refuge and salvation, while dancing, I can forget my worries and just feel “free.” I first began choreographing dance routines in middle school for my friends and I. Dexterously dancing in front of people, gives me a sense of pride and joy I came to love. But, I realized how different teaching people was to just dancing. Things just aren’t that simple. When I started to teach people who were older, there was a bit of struggle over authority. Through different experiences, the most important thing I learnt was the ability to perceive people’s actions and words. I am not much of a social butterfly, but with this newfound superpower, I would think, that I could get anything done.
Invited, I taught large groups of people for festivals and event. The older people, whereas, imperiously obstructed success with an obvious power struggle going on. There was this one time when a friend of mine refused with chagrin to dance with the partner they were assigned to. You’d think, that because it was a friend, it would be easier, right? But I had no idea what to do to make people agreeable. Each and every individual are different, and trying to please everybody while motivating them by myself would eventually turn sour. Always having been underestimating the power of people, believing in only myself, will, of course, eventually tire me out. Being nice, AND still deliberately strict IS difficult. More respect towards my teacher from then on. Solving conflicts and trying to understand different points of view was starting to be easier once I acquiesced in learning how to explain things clearly and concisely. So everyone can understand what I am trying to say. With the help of others, I was able to overcome my comfortable barrier. Then I learnt to always have a set goal, and to try as hard as possible to reach that goal. It helps motivate not only me, but everyone as well. 2 things. Determination. Focus.
Everyday I learn new things, no information is useless if you apply it. A new me awakened, the me who gained insight on people, responsibility, self-reflection, and learnt about leading stubborn people. Meeting deadlines, organizing rehearsals, managing costumes, making sure everyone was on the same page, it was arduous. But looking back at it, it was fun. Appreciating people, is a better way to be. Making a dance routine involves so many people; those who The importance of being able to communicate with different age groups and nationalities, with everyone’s efforts, we were able to adapt and overcome any situation. Teamwork… was the key for the group to succeed, but before all, it was will. If there is will, there is way.
Glancing behind, I realize I would love to do this again, dancers dripping with sweat, glowing smiles on their faces, proud to have this ONE moment. One moment worth of effort and endurance. Chests heaving up and down, hearts racing, I looked back at the crowd. We bow on the count of three! One, Two, Three!