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Review of dance performance
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Dance performance review
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Dance Competition
“A dream doesn’t become reality through magic; it takes sweat, determination and hard work.”- Colin Powell
All of the hard work, practice, and preparation for today, this day. My team had worked months in preparation for the competition. The choreography was a challenge and pushed us to our limits each and every practice. The day after our practices was brutal, my arms and legs aching barely able to amble around the house. All for this day, for today. Will it be worth it, I wonder?
That was the feeling before my first dance competition. The competition was in Decorah about 30 minutes north of my home. The competition was called Together We Dance. Together We Dance competitions are through a program called Just For Kix. At
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I was also surprised at the different types of music playing from each team. All the music blurred together so you would hear different types of songs every time you listened. Finally, I found where my team was supposed to go and walked over to find them all stretching. I found my coach and saw her smiling,” You girls all ready?” she asked. We mumbled an answer overwhelmed by the competition. Our coach already told us that no team from West Union had ever won. So our hopes weren’t high. After we finished stretching we ran through the routine a couple of times. By that time I was super nervous. Before I realized it we had to make our way to the competition …show more content…
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Irish dance is known all around the world for its music, style, and costumes. What once started as a cultural folkloric dance has now turned into a worldwide phenomenon because of many contextual factors on the three defining characteristics. In this paper I will attempt to show how the Gaelic League, An Coimisiún, and Riverdance influenced and changed the posture, movement, and appearance of the dance form. The story of Irish dance thus far is one of a constant changing dance that reflects the influences around it. Each of the changes in the style, costuming, and meaning of the dance has molded it into the globally accepted and loved dance form seen today.
I took my shower and head to the school. At the school we had a little meeting and our parents group gave us chick fil a sandwiches. We loaded the bus and headed out to the Emporia State field. Once we got there all of the nervousness hit me. I had butterflies in my stomach. We had hours before the game so we went out and walked on the icy field. We had never played a game on this kind of conditions. In the locker room we had music blaring and people were getting pumped to play. We go out for pre-game and see thousands of people there. The butterflies come back, but I had so much adrenaline it equaled out the nervousness. We head back into the locker room and in just 15 minutes I would be playing in the State Championship
The team was ready, we had been working extremely hard for the past seven months for this. We were all in great shape and very rested. A few of the returning players were meeting me at my house to carpool to the final game of the state championship tournament. Everyone knew that the hard work had paid off when we won the semi-final game the preceding day.
I have been a member of the Pom squad at my high school since freshman year and have been on the Varsity Squad for three years. Being able to be a part of the team is a difficult task but is also rewarding. We practice every week day for two hours and also more during the weekend. That also doesn't include the other three hours I dance at my studio. Our practices cost a great deal of effort and dedication but being able to win a State Championship trophy for three years in a row has driven our ambition to go the extra mile. I also have been a part of my dance studio for five years and competed for two years. I have won the judge's favorite award numerous times and was also titled NDA's Top Gun Turner. Although I have definitely not won first place at every competition I am pleased to show the judges what I have practiced so hard for. The countless hours of rehearsals, which are filled with frustration and fatigue, all lead up to a perfect turn and a pretty line in a constructed time period. Dance has taught me to respect and honor every dancer that I come across. During competitions, I sit in the audience and applaud every dancer that pours their heart onto the stage. They all inspire me to strive to be the better dancer in the mirror. Over the past ten years, my dance career has given me opportunities, taught me many valuable lessons, and shaped me into who I am
The start of the 2002 track season found me concerned with how I would perform. After a disastrous bout with mononucleosis ended my freshmen track season, the fear of failure weighed heavily on my mind. I set a goal for myself in order to maintain focus and to push myself like nothing else would. My goal for my sophomore track season was to become a state champion in the 100 meter hurdles. I worked hard everyday at practice and went the extra mile, like running every Sunday, to be just that much closer to reaching my goal. The thought of standing highest on the podium in the center of the field, surrounded by hundreds of spectators, overcame my thoughts of complaining every time we had a hard workout. When I closed my eyes, I pictured myself waiting in anticipation as other competitors names were called out, one by one, until finally, the booming voice announced over the loudspeaker, "...and in first place, your 2002 100 meter hurdle champion, from Hotchkiss, Connie Dawson." It was visions like these that drove me to work harder everyday.
I had never really been a part of a team that had a chance to win something, but the potential was always there. I finally got my chance to be a part of such a team my sophomore year of track. Mr. Jones, the head track coach, had decided to experiment with some different races to gain more team points. Since the girls' team lacked a medley relay, he placed Cindy, Kim, Susan and I in those spots. Cindy would run the 400, Kim would run the 200, and Susan and I would start the race off by each running the 100. We all had worked viciously to earn those spots by running off against our teammates.
“Dance, the art of precise, expressive, and graceful human movement, traditionally, but not necessarily, performed in accord with musical accompaniment. Dancing developed as a natural expression of united feeling and action.”
On the night of the DancePlus performance, I saw numerous little performances. There were six of them in total and the one I had most reactions and favors to is the last one of the first half, which is called Swampin. It was choreographed by John Evans with additional material by Oluwadamilare Ayoride, Jennifer Payan and surprisingly, the dancers. Usually what I would expect from a piece of dance performance is choreographers dominating the process of being creative on the grounds o f coming up dance moves. However, this time, it is nice to see how the dancer actually participating first hand in the creating process of the whole performance which would definitely benefit the quality of the dance, since the dancers would their own choreography
While the steps of dancers and the co-ordination amongst the team was being repeatedly rehearsed, the teachers decided upon the dresses, jewellery and makeup of the dancers. I thoroughly enjoyed every moment of the preparation to the big event.