Over summer tour, between listening to the new Renegades playlist and plowing through Harry Potter, I thought a lot about what this post would say. I’ve given you the play-by-play of Recital the last two years, and I didn’t want this post to be a schedule, as I did then. I wanted non-dancers to be able to relate to the feeling a dancer gets when she has only two songs to change into an elaborate costume, plunges into the darkness of stage and waits for the lights to come up, gasps for breath in the wings and reenters with emotion to match the piece or watches the rest of the show from backstage. Then, I realized– I couldn’t do that. It’s impossible to relate feelings like these to something else because there’s nothing like them. But once you’ve truly experienced dance, there’s no letting it go. It takes a piece of your heart and replaces it with music. You live to share your song.
So, what did happen at Recital 2015? Prelude 2, Multiplied, Arise and J’y Suis Jamais Alle won over the crowd, and I, in turn, was wowed by everyone else, particularly my own teachers. We danced to “God Is Bigger Than The Boogieman”, and Abby helped me “not fail” my last four pieces as Firebird. I can’t get “Something in the Water” out of my head (mostly because I keep listening to it and smiling).
SO MANY THANKS to Ms. Tina, Miss Mia, Miss Bethanny, Miss Sara and Miss Mimi for the best two days of my entire year. A HUGE thank-you to Emma S., who brought all of my kiddos onstage and off, and to my ever-amazing mom, who helped me into my corset one more time.
For the smile on my face, I could be writing this the day after the shows, but it’s been awhile! I’ve added Leaps and Turns with Miss Bethanny to my summer schedule, wherein I’ll be assisting with this year’s Frozen camp and Dancing Dolls camp as well. We worked a lot on this year’s photo shoot on tour. I’m a very happy person.
When does the beginning of something become the rhetoric middle? I missed the last week of dance classes, but school says I’m a junior. Life is weird and wonderful— all at the same time.
Two things: I slightly resent the use of the word "plowing" to describe skipping through a field of Harry Potter-flavored daisies. We all know that reading about Umbridge is exactly that (skipping through fields of daisies). The second thing is that I love this post a lot. I watched the Multiplied video a lot of times. I really really like your sentence about the "rhetoric middle" and I just love you a lot. <3
You know, I tried to come up with a different word than "plowing" and none came to mind. Harry plowed over my literary world, lol! So glad you enjoyed the post, though, and I love you, girl! <3