Welcome to the last day of camp! I’ve had a blast putting together these posts – I’m so glad y’all like them!
Here’s part two of The Dreaded Dance Recital:
I walked out onto the stage, my heart beating so loud I was sure the entire audience would be able to hear it. I stood tall, lifting my chin high, and waited for my music to play. As the first few notes started, I began my movements.
Just like in the studio, my movements were stiff and awkward. Panic began to rise inside of me. I was going to flub my performance, I knew it. I sucked in a breath and tried to stay in time with the music, but I was off the beat. Once I tripped, and it took every ounce of will not to run off the stage.
Halfway through my dance, something happened to me. I closed my eyes and, instead of doing the correct choreography, I moved in time with the music, making up the movements as I went. I thought back to my picnic outside with Lissie. It seemed so long ago, but the calming feeling and relaxation came back to me.
When the music ended, I caught my breath and twirled off the stage. Applause thundered all around me, and I grinned backstage. I did it. I performed my piece, even if it wasn’t the correct steps. I had done it beautifully.
As I made my way to the green room, I smiled to myself. With the help and support of my sisters, I had performed my piece, even though I was terrified.
I knew that I would face challenges much harder than performing on stage. But I knew that with the support and love of my sisters, I could get through anything that came my way.
I hope you enjoyed this mini-photostory! It was really fun to do. 🙂
For today’s activity, set up a scene of a dance recital or competition and take photos of it. If you want, try to include all of my crafts in the photos.
Email Loren up to three pictures to firstname.lastname@example.org . She will include the photos in the weekly Camp Dolliwatha recap on Saturday!