Personal Narrative: My Dance

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During the school year of 2015-2016 I was 10 years old turning 11. This was my second year studying ballet at VKDCNY. Before I studied there, I went to other dance schools around NJ. In October my teacher, Olga, came up to me with an enormous smile and said, "Katherine, I just talked to the director and she told me that you are ready to compete at VKIBC!" I was so happy that I embraced Olga and told her," I will work harder than I have ever worked."
The next week we started to rehearse my two ballet variations. I had 2 privates a week as well as run through after each class. Olga chose my variations and my costumes. For 7 months I rehearsed and rehearsed non-stop to the best of my abilities. Once I got my costumes I was in awe. I whispered, " These are so beautiful" and ran to try them on. I was so happy that they fit perfectly. The first tutu was teal and navy and the other one was purple. …show more content…

I entered the theater with my mom and was overwhelmed with joy. I couldn't believe that I would be dancing at Symphony Space. I looked around and felt very confident. I did my makeup and hair, put on my costume and got warmed up for the run through of my solos on stage. During the run through they played the wrong version of my music but I had no choice other than to dance to it because I had to get the feeling of the stage. Once the run through was finished, I packed all of my costumes and headed home. I had a snack and went to sleep while my mom was getting my costumes ready for this significant

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