Welcome readers, to my thoughts. I must be honest from the get-go, I am not a blogger nor do I follow any. The sole purpose of this blog is to fulfill a copywriting class assignment.
Our prompt: discuss something your passionate about. Immediately, ten different ideas came to mind. I consider myself a very passionate person. Over the years, I’ve found that I only participate or surround myself with the things I have a passion for. After careful contemplation, I finally decided to share with you the passion I’ve had the longest, the one that brings me the most joy…dancing.
This story begins with my good ole parents. Like others, mine enrolled me in a variety of extra curricular activities desperately hoping to keep me entertained. First at the list: dance class. For an hour every week, I joined my fellow three year olds learning ballet basics. As I got older, the class increased in difficulty focusing on ballet, tap, and jazz. I made friends and performed in the school’s annual recitals.
Once I reached junior high, I joined a competition group. In addition to performing in the recital we competed against other dance schools a few times a year. The pressure was on to have a flawless routine, make-up, and costume. For a few years the competitive culture consumed my life, much like today’s Lifetime reality show Dance Moms.
Adjusting to high school, I came to the sad realization that I no longer had the time to stay with the same dance company. I began taking classes at a few others but nothing seemed to fit. Determined to stick with the sport, I tried out for my high school Poms team. They were very different from the traditional cheer teams depicted in movies. The team’s focus was hip-hop and state competitions, rather than cheering during sporting events. With no former hip-hop experience, I struggled through tryouts. Hop-hop style contradicted everything I learned in ballet. I needed to keep my center of gravity low and my limbs loose. Despite my dysfunctional performance, I made the team my sophomore year. The next three years we went to state, and brought back both second and third place trophies.
I started school at Marquette, and joined my beloved sorority, Sigma Kappa. Throughout recruitment, many girls enthusiastically told me about the annual, Greek, Airband competition where each chapter preformed a ten-minute dance and lip-sync as part of Greek Week. Excited to get involved and dance again, I attended all the practices and landed myself in the front row. We got second my first year and third place the past two years. Unfortunately, last year, I wasn’t able to participate because of a silly night class. This year I hope to reclaim my spot in front and get the first place trophy we deserve.
Sophomore year 2nd place.
When I think about life after college, I’m not particularly excited for job or to get out on my own. I’m excited to finally have time to take ballet lessons and try out ballroom dancing.
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