Dancing shock

Few months ago I did a dance workshop in school. The lady that came to run it was a tutor from NSCD (Nothern School of Contemporary Dance) and her job was to pick out the people with potential to invite them for a pre-audition to their school. I was one of those people. Today was the day of the pre-audition.

At first, I was very nervous but at the same time excited however when I finally recieved my number and was warming up, all my excitement flew away. All the other girls looked so professional and talented and I felt like I was standing out a lot (which was good as I wanted to be noticed but not as the untalented one). The first hour and a half was a technique class. I can say that I definately did really, really bad. My movement memory is terrible meaning that after having the routine shown to me a few times I still can’t remember what it was. So I failed miserably but for the next hour we had a creative workshop which meant that after learning a choreography we had to turn it into our own thing. Basically – if I went wrong I could improvise and show them all my skills. This is probably where I did well.

So, after a three hour workout I could finally sit down and relax. I had little hope of getting through and when I was ready to leave they called my name out and gave me an envelope!! I was shocked. Why?? Why was I picked? Actually I dont care… I got through and I will be able to show them all my abilities. I am really pleased.

However, I feel really uncomfortable with the fact that my friends didnt get through as I saw how well and incredible they were!

Later today my mum reminded me of the times when I was young,  the times when i would shine the lights on me, stand on my bed and dance to my mums singing. I can’t believe that those days are coming into reality…

The Gab Eye

Just the final audition left next month!