When I was only Eight years old I enjoyed dancing and doing gymnastics. I like to do things such as tumbles,cartwheels and backbends. But mommy never noticed my talent, she never really cared. It all started from when I was eight, dancing was a dream and a passion but I never really understood why my mom did not want me to start dancing or go to a professional dance school.
I enjoy contemporary dancing, liturgical, hip hop, and jazz. I cannot stand tap becauseit is too hard to follow the steps. I enjoy ballet but the physical demands are to hard. Contemporary is the easiest for me because I can dance where I want however I want and to what I want, I am free I don't have to wory about dancing barefeet and people look at me strangely. My love for dance is like drugs once I get a hold of that I can never let it go. Dance is my medicine, especially when I am depressed and I want to take my mind off of something I just get up and dance. You might think I'm crazy but I surely don't. " If something is your dream and passion you would strive for it and reach for the sky. Pursue that dream,live it, breath it , enjoy it and never let go".
I would replay these thoughts in my mind whenever mommy sees me dancing and says you will never be a good dancer or dancing will take you no where in life. Sometimes life stinks but I just put those thoughts aside whenever mommy bring them up. But last week Saturday seemed so peaceful, so calm as if nothing happened mommy let me go back to dance in my church. Well she took me out because she says, ' I was being distracted'. Like come on how was I being distracted? Sometimes I wonder if I did something wrong too my mommy and she is punishing me because of it. Or she is punishing me for her chuilhood mistakes that she never speak of or claims not to do. She always says that she never made her parents talk but I do not believe it one bit. I believe she did do some horrible things that her parents probably took long to accept what she did. Even if this was true I am different and I am only human. Humanbeings make mistakes, but I don't think she understands what I face as a child. Yes I know I must listen to her but 15 year olds make mistakes and very dumb ones at that.
During my free time I watch dancwe videos on You Tube. I know that sounds lame but that is the closest thing I can get to a free dance school. Also when I go to dance practice at my church I get the same feeling of learning dance just lkije professional dancers. This is because on of the dancers on the team dance professionally. I can do the splits bit not as good as Maddie Ziegler own, I wish I can be as flexible as her. Like that dance video she did for Sia "Chandelier". Moimmy don't even let me watch Dance Moms, or Bring It or even Hit The Floor stuff lie this causes me to become depressed.
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The Dancer Inside
Non-FictionThis book I about a girl who enjoyed dancing and doing gymnastics but her mother never allowed her to do those types of stuff. Her mother believed that those type of things were not going to help her in the future. Also her mother believed that it...
