My Memory Log

#seven when my dance teacher complimented me

So I've mentioned before I went to a dance studio from when I was four to when I was twelve.

Nine years and no breaks. (yes, nine. this is how you count it: 4(1), 5(2), 6(3), 7(4), 8(5), 9(6), 10(7), 11(8), 12[9])

I literally grew up at that studio and it's not a lie. The teachers are literally like family to me. I mean, they still are. 

It might also have to do with the fact my sister started when I was two (I wont say how old she was) so I literally have no memories of not knowing about the studio. It's literally always been in my life and when I moved the dance studio was the thing I missed the most... and the two-floor pink house with the .6 acre land with a pool in the backyard and a woods to play in right next to it that I grew up in. Ah... I miss my old house. 

Anyways, when I was practicing a dance routine to Move by Little Mix (I think that was the song idk) for my last recital before I leaving the dance studio, I was sweaty and exhausted and didn't do enough cardio for that crap since it was a high energy jazz dance that I had to fake having a split in since every girl in the class had a split except me so thank God they put me in the back where people wouldn't exactly see my fake split. 

Anyways, we were just doing a quick run through when Judi, the owner of the studio and like a third mother (after my actual mother and my auntie Monica), randomly walked into the room to watch us practice. 

So I didn't even notice she was in there and for some reason she was looking at specifically me during the practice and after we finished and were all breathing heavily she stepped in and said this long monologue:

"Can I just quickly point out something?" *points to me* "You started here when you were small and even now we all have our doubts in you and you even doubt yourself but what I just saw was you owning that dance. You danced amazing and it's hard to believe how much you've grown up since I've known. Please keep dancing like you just did."

And the entire time Jess, her daughter and the teacher of that current dance, was just nodding along and agreeing with her 100% (which means a lot since they usually don't agree on a lot xD) and she even said a few words about it. 

And this moment is what I'll remember about my dance studio. 

Sure, we ran through the dance again another time and I messed up and Judi took back her entire monologue but in that moment I felt super complete because me entire life my dance teachers had been family but they never said anything about my dancing. Literally they kept me in the baby class until I was seven when most kids got out at 6 (like my sister) and made me stay in the 6-9 year old class until I was 11. So, basically my entire life I had grown up to think I'm shix at dancing and have no talents and my dance teachers hated me. When Judi told me that I literally wanted to cry because I felt so happy she had at least A LITTLE faith in me. Judi doesn't really say that stuff a lot so yeah. 

This is a specifically special memory so it goes perfectly along with 7th favorite memory since 7 is my favorite number xD