Dancers life

Chapter 2

Brianna

Hi! I'm Brianna I'm four! Well, at least I was eight years ago. When I was four everything was always so easy! The way you presented yourself at barre wasn't important! I could sickle my foot, stick out my butt, and make funny faces. My teacher didn't care! Well, I'm sure you could assume that now that I'm in sixth grade and twelve years old that it's not that was anymore. Through the changes of level of effort required and difficulty it was hard. Until, I met my two best friends who feel like two long lost sisters! Their names are Maggie and Olivia. They are well trained dancers like me who dance ten plus hour a week. I met them when I moved here and BEGGED my mom to enroll me in dance lessons. My mom was so excited that I wanted to dance as a former dancer herself. She put me in Ms. Barbra's beginner class. After learning the boring basics, first position, second position, third position, and fourth and fifth, we got to do something that is so fun that it still lasts me memories till today! We did this activity that taught us how to work together, how to perform, how to choreograph! We got into groups of three by picking out of a hat. This one girl Olivia picked me and this other girl Maggie. (The name Olivia still reminds me of olives)