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After the ceremony, we head out to the venue at the Chamber of Commerce. I headed in the room and saw golds, different shades of green and purple, masks all around, I knew my Mardi Gras theme came to life. I hear the music playing in the background while the DJ announced my name making my grand entrance. Typically at this time, I danced the waltz with my court of honor, this is made up by fifteen boys and fifteen girls of my closest friends and cousins and a young man of my choosing to be my escort. I could feel all eyes and attention were on me. Butterflies take over my stomach as I told myself, " I have been practicing this waltz for weeks I know every step so there is nothing to be nervous about." The music begins and the crowd roars and
While a student in the dance program at Detroit High School for the Fine and Performing A...
I wonder if I should I start calling Las Vegas, Nevada home now. I’ve traveled back and forth from California to Las Vegas since I was a child. I can remember at the age of thirteen my family and I would take family weekend trips very often. By the age of seventeen I was forced to move to Vegas for 6 months right before my senior year of high school started. Since it was my last year of high school my parents decided to let me go back to California for the last three months and graduate with my friends. Since I wasn’t eighteen yet, I forced to go back to Las Vegas right the day after graduation.
This past summer, my family and I went on a cruise to the Bahamas. We had just docked at the second port, Nassau, and were preparing to exit the gigantic ship named the Carnival Fantasy. Once we got to the city, I noticed it was bustling with people of all different backgrounds and cultures. The roads were narrow and some even hilly. I remember coming to the conclusion that a lot of people in the Bahamas must have road rage what from the blaring car horns I could hear around every corner. My family and I were walking along the sidewalk, glancing into shops as we passed them. The weather was unbearably hot, but growing up in South Carolina allowed my family and I to push onward with our adventure. The sun burn on my back started to pulsate in pain any time the sunlight hit it, so we decided to stick to the side of the buildings that provided shade.
Confusingly, I looked at her I responded that I was, she then explained that the Hispanic community of the parish was starting folklore dance group to dance during the holidays. Excitement rushed throughout my body when my mom agreed to let me take part of the group, she *explained that she didn't it was fair for me that my brother was participating on a baseball team while I've been wanting to dance for years. In order to perform, I of course needed to go to the practices. Practicing three times a week for three hours was rough for that first few weeks considering I was a beginner, but I didn't let that intimidate me and so I continued. Making new friends, learning more about my Mexican culture, and boosting my confidence, all of this in my eyes were areas that I had some sort of struggled with but dance little by little, helped me accomplish such positive effects in the three. With all the dedication I had since elementary school I learned all the routines for our performance that would be occurring on the 12th of
“It was really a happy, fun, cheering crowd,” Schweinberg said. “It was a Mardi Gras parade with no route and no floats. It wasn’t a violent affair, and it certainly wasn’t a riot.”
Well, this is how they do it down in "Nawlins", so if you want a bite of culture and fun, Mardi Gras is the place for you. It's just one of those things you have to visit once, take a few friends and family and a note to remind you that you have to go back eventually. Be sure to make it there a few days before the actual Mardi Gras day, to get a feel for it all, b/c after that, it's gone for another year. Treat yourself to something different this year, something fun, something wild, treat yourself to Mardi Gras. Laissez Les Bons Temps Rouler!
Homecoming is a widely known tradition that every high school student looks forward to every year in the fall time. It consists of a great deal of preparation and activities that lead up to the big night of glitz and glamour. Students get to soak in the excitement with activities like spirit week, football games, homecoming court, and the pep rally. Everyone knows that the typical preparation of homecoming is all about the dress and hair, tuxes and ties, tickets and rides. All those tiny things will lead the dance to be reminisced after all the students graduate. On the other hand, while others prepare for a night to remember, a majority of people don’t realize what was planned behind the scenes to create such a wonderful event. The behind
I enjoyed the dance concert; from the thirteen dance performances was the After Part, Eternal Pointe Dreams, and Shifting Perceptions. I actually enjoyed all of the dance performances nbut the main ones that captured my attention were those three dance performances. Today when I went to the dance concert I arrived early to get great front row seats and get a pamflit to gather enough information as possible. I was still not exactly sure what to expect given the fact that the first dance performances wasnt really for me and did not capture my attention so much. Even though I enjoyed the first dance concert because I was able to participate in it. In this second dance concert I was not able to get the chance to participate in it like I did in the first dance concert but it was still such a great dance concert. The reaction from the audience members and my reaction as well towards the dance concert was that it was fantastic. I heard nothing but great coments about this dance concert. I really enjoyed everything about it. My first impression to this dance concert was that it was going ...
Laughter echoed through the room as I stood there with all eyes on me. Little did I know the cute football player standing before me had just been paid to dance with me. My heart sank as I realized that all my classmates were apart of the joke. I could not help but think, “Why did no one stick up for me?”, “Where are the people who are supposed to be in charge?” I didn’t understand how people could be so mean. My first homecoming dance just became my last. Statistics show that one in four kids feel the same way that I felt that night.
...church, a courthouse, or a wedding venue. Both bride and groom exchange wedding rings and kiss before the witnesses and their families. Flowers are thrown at the newlyweds when they leave the place of ceremony. The banquet party happens in a restaurant where the bride’s and groom’s families, their relatives, and guests are sharing their joy and celebration. Dancing in the party is the loveliest part of the American wedding culture and happens at every American wedding. In addition, at the end of my husband’s coworker wedding party, I saw the guests enjoyed dancing happily around the newlyweds until late in the night to share the joy of happiness to the newlyweds.
I went to the dance. The day I was planning all along. When I got there my step-sister, Ashely was in the arms of my crush. I always thought he was different but I guess not. Maybe that guess came from because I never see him and never cared about what he is doing. She liked the year’s dance theme. It’s the masquerade ball. She was wore her mask so no one who recognize her. This was the day where she show what she’s got. She marched right to the DJ booth and gave her iPod. Then, people were confused stared at others and asking where this type of music is coming from. Cinderella started to dance with her heels on. Many people were amazed of Cinderella’s dance. She did jazz, hip-hop and many different dances.
Ever since I was about six years old, I wanted in the worst way to go to Disneyland. I would hope every year that my parents would chose Disneyland as our next family vacation destination. I dreamt of the day I would come back from Disneyland with exciting tales of adventure and a pair of sparkly, ruby red and black Minnie Mouse ears of my very own that would be the envy of every kid in my elementary class. Once I finally went to Disneyland, it was amazing; Disneyland was everything I had expected and more. However, a couple years later when I returned to Disneyland, it was different. The rides, buildings, and everything in the park did not have the same allure. The magic I had experienced as a child was no longer there.
the Maid of Honor or Best Man make a speech about each of their friends and their
People would keep asking if I was alright and if I was ready for the
Preparing for the final evening was as much fun as the event itself. We were a group of eighteen girls. Some, like I, had some background in Kathak while others were dancing in this style for the first time. The teachers worked hard with us over a period of twenty days. They encouraged the team and were patient with us as we fumbled with the steps. It was hard work as the steps of the dance were changed few times till we got the steps all the eighteen girls were comfortable with. We did not grudge the effort and looked forward to performing before the parents.