Personal Narrative: The Day I Lost Dance
The Day I Lost Dance
I was always one of those kids that never felt comfortable doing any sport. So when I found out that I had a talent for dancing, I was overjoyed. I started dance during my 5th grade year of school. I immediately fell in love with the sport. I was obsessed with it. I worked very hard my 6th grade year to be able to join my dance academy’s company, and I had finally made it into the company, when things went south. One day, during my musical theatre class I was doing a combo that my teacher, Jessica Childs, had given my class. When my best friend Lauren and I were doing the combo I knew something wasn’t right. My right leg had a twinging pain, and when I did the grande botama at the end of the combo, I knew I had pushed myself too far. Over the next year and a half, I would go through the long search to find a way to heal whatever was wrong. It was an experience that I’ll never forget. When I realized that I had injured …show more content…
I still had my family, my life, and God. I understood the fact that being depressed about my situation wasn’t the way to overcome it, and that I had to push forward with tenacity. I found in myself a new kind of strength and determination that I was unaware that I had. I learned that life isn’t all sunshine and rainbows, and when the storms hits, you have to deal with whatever damage remains. If you are depressed and ignore the damage done, nothing will ever get better. However, if you pick up the damage, accept it, and move on with your life, you can begin to build back the foundation that was worn away. Loosing dance is probably the hardest thing I’ve had to face in this life, thus far. I think what I learned the most through the experience of losing dance, is that happiness and success is something you determine for yourself, and you have to be ok with the standards you set for yourself, and be able to accept something when it doesn’t work
I was always one of those kids that never felt comfortable doing any sport. So when I found out that I had a talent for dancing, I was overjoyed. I started dance during my 5th grade year of school. I immediately fell in love with the sport. I was obsessed with it. I worked very hard my 6th grade year to be able to join my dance academy’s company, and I had finally made it into the company, when things went south. One day, during my musical theatre class I was doing a combo that my teacher, Jessica Childs, had given my class. When my best friend Lauren and I were doing the combo I knew something wasn’t right. My right leg had a twinging pain, and when I did the grande botama at the end of the combo, I knew I had pushed myself too far. Over the next year and a half, I would go through the long search to find a way to heal whatever was wrong. It was an experience that I’ll never forget. When I realized that I had injured …show more content…
I still had my family, my life, and God. I understood the fact that being depressed about my situation wasn’t the way to overcome it, and that I had to push forward with tenacity. I found in myself a new kind of strength and determination that I was unaware that I had. I learned that life isn’t all sunshine and rainbows, and when the storms hits, you have to deal with whatever damage remains. If you are depressed and ignore the damage done, nothing will ever get better. However, if you pick up the damage, accept it, and move on with your life, you can begin to build back the foundation that was worn away. Loosing dance is probably the hardest thing I’ve had to face in this life, thus far. I think what I learned the most through the experience of losing dance, is that happiness and success is something you determine for yourself, and you have to be ok with the standards you set for yourself, and be able to accept something when it doesn’t work