Ever since I was a child, hula was always something that interested me and I love doing. For my family, it was a hobby that everyone did or tried at least once or twice before. As time goes on i've noticed hula isnt for everyone. It is a thing that expresses sensory through lyrics with movements. It was my freshmen year in high school that gave me the opportunity to show my love for hula. The excitement I felt as I looked at my class schedule and saw Hawaiian Dance class. Hawaiian dance connected me to Mayday. I got blessed to say that was sister was the island of Oahu my freshman year and my cousin the island of Maui my sophomore year. Junior year approached and I had discretion of how hula and Mayday impacted my life. The seriousness of …show more content…
The stress level for everyone was getting higher and higher as we approached the actual day. A unexpected surprise came along. Kumu asked me to represent the island of Molokai. First thing I did was to be gregarious with my fellow island sisters and brothers which were all seniors. Honestly so much emotions were running through my body due to being the only Junior, not knowing my dances and barley knowing the people im dancing with but the worst of all is that it was a little last minute. I was always the type that need to know everything and what im doing and where. But then I thought hey, things will work it self and it will be an experience, weather good or bad. The day has come and it was my time to shine. There were times where I could of walked out and gave up. Times where I would mess up and stop, but hula was one of the things ive loved so I sucked it up. At that moment I stood there and thought that along side my wonderful escort. The music has begun, I walked out and there was the whole school, my family and everyone who just supported me really. Kumus drum went in a certain beat. Dancers behind me moved their hips and chanted. Island girl was on the floor moving with the rythem. The gracefulness of Auana brought me to tears as I was looking at the queen and how she used her hands and how she
My family has a saying that we all use religiously “FITFO” it stands for Figure it the F*** Out. You don’t, or at least shouldn’t, have to be told how to do everything. Be responsible for your own skills and abilities. It’s like they say about learning a language, “you learn it best by submission”. You pick up all the slang and different accents by hearing the language spoken, not in the classroom. Same in many aspects of life. You may learn generalizations about some things from being taught, but the best wat to really learn all of the small things and specific details is by going out and doing
Everyone has a special event that determines our life journey. This event can give us identity, happiness or even pain and sadness. The special event that changed my life was deciding to play basketball because basketball helped me find peace, happiness and gave me identity. When I was ten years old my grandfather succumbed to cancer. His death created hatred inside of me.
more open with those around me when a decision is needed to be made or a task needs to be
The school year was finally over and summer time was here. During that summer I attended a five day mariachi conference in Albuquerque, New Mexico. The first day there, we were separated into three different classes, beginner, intermediate, and advanced. I was placed in the intermediate class. Throughout the second, third, and fourth days there I went to classes where I was taught new songs, songs that I had never have heard before.
As I started, I read the first prayer and thought about how I had come so far from practice to perfection. When I got to my torah portion, I was accompanied by an old man that was supposed to help me and make sure I was on the right line of hebrew. I held my yard, it was silver with ornate cutouts and had tiny bells hanging from it. For the second part, I used a green one with crystal grapes on it, that my sister insisted I use. When I finished the last prayer I was relieved, I did it yay. All of my family congratulated me and I was so happy, knowing my family was proud. I felt like I deserved five Oscars for my performance. I also was excited knowing Jack Stein is a true
My hands get clammy and emotions are running wild. When they call my team we all run out frantically and realize there's one last chance with this team, one last chance with this routine, some athletes final shot at the state championship! The lights gleam bright and it is time to do my job and put faith in my team to do the same. Two minutes and thirty seconds go by and that's the end of it all… walking off the mat knowing I did the best I can do and the rest is in the judge's hands. Sitting at awards, waiting desperately as they call each team third, second, and first place goes to Carrollton high school! The drop of my stomach and the tears that ran down my face. I was so shocked all the fame and victory made all the hard work worth
As I walked into this dark light room filled, and turned the corner I saw a group of teenagers standing up with their hands in the air while singing songs that I had not ever heard before. O...
It was the tremendous amounts of arguments amongst my parents over our tight financial debt, which taught me how to manage, respect, and organize money responsibly during my junior year. It was the numerous divorce arguments I heard from my bedroom walls, which taught me that love is not only demonstrated through words, but through our actions. It was the death of my favorite cousin, my best friend, Suleiman, which caused me, to be thankful and joyous for every day I have on this Earth.
While we headed down to the mat, I could see all the other cheerleaders nervous as can be. Because all the teams in the arena had to go down on the mat, it was very crowded and hot. When my team found a spot on the mat, we danced like animals along with the music that was playing. After all the teams got on the floor, we all sat down and listened quietly while we heard the announcer announce the awards. Because of all the teams in each division, the announcer only announced the top three so it will go faster. After a while, it finally got to the division that my team was in. As we bow our heads and hold each other's hand tightly, we listen carefully. As each name was called, I got more and more nervous. After the last team name was called we let go of each other’s hand and looked around and cheered for everyone who did make it in the top three. Even though we didn’t make the top three, we were still excited for the other
This season was only the second year that I had been in marching band, even though we did do parades in middle school. The year before, I was selected to be drum major of the upcoming marching season. I was excited to meet the challenge of getting back to the state championships. It was also nerve-racking because I felt if we didn't make it to state, it would be my fault. To be truthful, later on I experienced both sentiments from some of the most influential, heart-warming, absolutely awesome friends that I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. This would be the year that our band would adopt its slogan, its mission statement: Band #1.
me of how powerful music is. As soon as we starting singing while we were putting up
We got to the convention center where the ceremony was being held and the parking garage was so full we had to park three blocks away. As I walked through the doors of the convention center I found my to the sea of purple and yellow caps and gowns that were already forming a line. I quickly threw on my gown and walked into the back to find out where I was supposed to be and instead found my English teacher frantically running around trying to get everyone in place. I was pushed into my row and told not to talk, that’s not easy when you have to sit through 400 other people’s names getting called before yours does but I muscled through
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
I didn’t show up at the Miss Lanier pageant expecting to win. There were at least 15 other girls competing against me. I just wanted to have fun that day. I was nine years old at the time. I wasn’t nervous at all, not about the 15 girls competing against me, not nervous about the three judges at the front of the stage, not nervous at all. Now that I look back on that day, I realize that I should’ve been nervous; my hands should’ve been shaking, my stomach turning, and my brain in turmoil while waiting to step on stage. But I wasn’t. All I wanted to do that day was have fun and maybe make a friend or two. My mom and I stood behind the stage, waiting, just waiting. At one point the pageant director came to make sure nothing was wrong. Some of the girls next to me were acting like it was Miss Universe, but I was just treating it like a dressed up walk on a stage. Once she left we stood in a line at the back entrance to the
Then, I heard everyone scream “Surprise!” I could not believe my eyes. There was decoration all over the living room, a cake on the table, music and a big bouquet of pink flowers. My eyes start tearing. I was delighted and humbled by how lucky I was to have such an amazing family. I ran up to my parents, my three brothers, and sisters in law and hugged all of them. We started singing and dancing I cannot forget those moments of my life. Then I realized time was running and that I still had to go to my cousin’s house to do my makeup. I rushed to her house leaving my family at home, so they could get ready, and we could later celebrate after the graduation. As, Sandra was putting on my makeup; I was thinking of how I was going to react when they called my name on the stage. I was smiling as I was thinking of the moment of my