Almost three months later, I received my offer phone call. I felt as if I rode a wave of enormous luck: like I had been handed a special gift. For me to actually be a Junior Rockette involved moving my entire family to Chicago. Long contemplation left my family and me with sleepless nights. Even though this would be a tremendous experience for me, it would involve too many unnecessary changes. I declined the offer, but promised to attend all Junior Rockette and Rockette extravaganzas in the future. Since my life revolved around dance, I decided to audition closer to home for the Fox Theater, Muny Kids, and the American Ballet Theatre Studio Company. Fortunately, I was chosen for each spot, but I only accepted from the American Ballet Theatre Studio Company in St. Louis, Missouri.
As a child I've always loved ballet from afar; there was just a grace about ballerinas that I too wanted to have. It took me a while to understand that dancing makes me feel amazing. Dancing would prove to be my pinnacle form of expression and the ultimate way to embrace freedom with all of me. Thus, taking this ballet class seemed like the smartest way to pleasantly incorporate dance into my busy economics ruled schedule. I thought I would be nervous on the first day, but I would find myself excited and eager.
It started on one brisk morning that I had been waiting for throughout the entire summer. The day I will receive my first pair of pointe shoes. Today is the day I will dance en pointe for the first time. After what seemed like an eternity when we finally arrived at Patterson’s, the place where I will become a true ballerina.
Sometimes, we take the small things in life for granted. From a very young age, I couldn’t participate in many activities. I tried so hard to immerse myself and be a part of sports teams, but the complications and problems in my feet rendered me immobile- maybe handicapped is a more appropriate word. The dance team didn’t want me because my ankles were too weak. The gymnastics program didn’t want me because I was too much of a liability, if I couldn’t stick the landings correctly. Eventually, I tried out for sports that didn’t require a lot of running, like volleyball. Little did I know, the warm up was 20 laps around the gym. Needless to say, I was immediately cut. However, I did find my niche. I was one of two girls on the boy’s varsity
“You're going to do great!” my mother told me with pride before she left me backstage with the other girls on my dance team, that made me feel better, but I was still very nervous. Last year I had tried out for a competition dance team at my dance studio and made it. I was so excited that I called everyone in my family and told them I made a team. But now, I was terrified. It was only a matter of time when we would perform on stage in front of judges. Soon my friends came in, and that lowered my nervousness. I tried to stop thinking about it, but I kept thinking of the worst that could happen. What if I don’t change in time? What if I mess up? Thoughts were surging through my head and I was beginning to feel dizzy from stress. Not only was
In watching a professional ballet one doesn’t realize how much work is put into making the production come to life. Both the dancers and the choreographers put every ounce of energy and emotion into telling their story. It takes years for a ballerina to train for the labor that goes into becoming professional, however just weeks to learn a full-length ballet. Dancers can sometimes be put through months of sore muscles in order to train. Often ballet dancers are told to loose weight in order to look their part, or are only given a few minutes for break after hours of vigorous training. In the end it is all worth it though. When I checked out Reaching for Dreams: A Ballet from Rehearsal to Opening Night, by Susan Kuklin out of the library I expected to read another boring drawn out diary. Amazingly this book was difficult for me to put down because I became so enthralled by the process of putting on a ballet.
Betty had a good start to her career. She preformed at country fairs and rodeos. Betty learned that her talent isn’t enough to make her successful, and there was always more work to be done. Betty’s natural talent made it easier for her to learn ballet from her instructor. She hadn’t learned the basics right and she became very frustrated because she had to go back to the beginning and learn those basics.
Throughout my life, I had always received recognition for being very agile and quick. My first day of Middle School consisted of the track and field coach attempting to persuade me to join the school’s athletics program. I had previously never been apart of an athletics team, and was willing to take advantage of the opportunity. Throughout my three years of middle school, I was the one consistent member of the school’s track and field team and had an overall successful personal record. Coaches from opposing school would praise me leaving me feeling very confident about myself.
My eldest sister was a professional cheerleader. My second eldest sister rode horses and speaks fluent Spanish. My third sister played three instruments, crocheted, drew, and cooked. Even my younger brother was in the choir and played cello. I was in the middle. I felt like I had no skills. I can’t cheer, nor can I ride horses or speak another language fluently. My cooking is sub-par, and my skills as a violinist were… underdeveloped. I would always be seated in the back row of the second violins, the lowest of the low. All theses reasons contributed to why I didn’t join the color guard for three years, even after being constantly pressured and supported by the instructor. I would tell them that my knee hurt too much, or that it was too much money, however, the reality was I was too self conscious, too scared of failure to even try.
Ballet is a beautiful and romantic type of performance art. It originated in the Italian court systems in the 15th century (Jonas). Since its origination, ballet has undergone many changes and gained worldwide recognition. Filled with elaborate costumes, cheering audiences, lights, weightless movements and beauty; ballet is admired by many. On the magical stage ballerinas can become whoever they wan to be, and perform in a world of fantasy. For these reasons, children, especially little girls, all over the world dream of becoming ballerinas when they grow up. However, becoming a professional ballerina is an extremely difficult accomplishment, in which few will achieve (Kelso 1). The world of ballet may seem to be filled with glitz and glamor but, behind the curtain there is an entirely different story. There are extreme demands and pressures put on these young dancers to be very thin and nearly perfect. Some of which include body and weight demands, competition, and social pressures. These constant pressures can lead to a negative body-image and even debilitating eating disorders (Price and Pettijohn).