d a n c e

  Ever since I was young, I've adored dance.  I knew dance was my passion, dance was my life.  I tried different things- t-ball, basketball- and found myself dancing in the outfield, running like only a  dancer would.

  My cousin was a dancer, she was so elegant and beautiful.  When I saw her dance in the Nutcracker, saw her be in all those beautiful dances in the recital, I knew I wanted to be like her, I wanted to dance in the Nutcracker and try all kinds of dances.

  And so I decided against basketball and any other sport that I thought maybe, just maybe, could be mine.  I knew dance is what I would live and breathe, and so I did.  Ever since I have started dance, I have been in not only the simple ballet, tap, jazz classes.  I have tried all of those, plus tumbling, Irish, lyrical, and then . . .

  Only a bit over a year a go, I began my pointe-prep.  I got those lovely shoes and squealed as I went up on my box.  They were mine and they were beautiful.

  I, not too long ago, knew that God was calling me to be a dancer, not only now, but for my occupation some day.  When I went to registration for this dance season,  I was pleasantly surprised to be offered to assistant-teach some young dancers' classes.  I was overjoyed!

    Here I am today, still living and breathing dance.  I don't know where I'd be without it.  <3

~Carolyn

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