Becoming A Dancer´s Life: A Dancer's Life

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A Dancer’s Life

To be a dancer, you got to be dedicated to you and your teammates, but with that comes the struggle to do the moves right and to learn the dances in time. That usually takes up your time right? So, what will happen if you are dedicated, but with that comes, “Dedication?” I think to be a dancer you have to overcome the pain and working hard.Then, comes time for competition, and it is your time to go on stage to do your audition, you have been working for your whole life and then it is time to show the judges what you got. But, what did you have to do to get to where you are now? I started out as a young girl in, New York City and I lived out on a country farm and everytime I would help my daddy, I would always beat him …show more content…

I learned a lot of things, so I am going to just sum it up for you. I learned by becoming to be a dancer, it is a lot of pain, but yet so many can get through, as they said. So, I went back to sit with my family, and I asked them,” Can I audition because I saw this audition paper,” I told them. They said,” We will talk about it,” So, we left the studio. We made it back to our hotel and I told my family,” Can I go for a walk?” So, I did and I grabbed my headphones and I danced around the streets as I was thinking of that audition. I practice for hours, as I also watched YouTube dance videos. I practiced for so long that my mom had to call me to come back in. As it was time for my audition, my mom and dad let me audition at the downtown, New York. As I looked around people were stretching and they were very nervous. As they got down to calling me in for my audition and only 1 person made it so far. I was wearing a white leotard with pink tights and with my hair up in a ballerina bun, but the thing is I didn’t have the shoes. As, I went into the dance studio and as they called me to go in, I took a deep breath and started dancing, as I closed my eyes. I imagined what it would be to get into the audition, it would be my dream. I danced barefoot in the bright, cleansing in the light and I was dancing in front of 3

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