A Simple Dream~

I love dancing. Although I am not the best when dancing alone, if taught, I would pick up the moves as easily as a child does to a bottle. I recently started to go to breakdance club and found that I love it. It's something like getting your first A or winning a cross country race. One could even say that it felt as if liquid butter was filling my soul. It was incredible to see so many kids my age learning the basics, dancing, and the seniors of the club plainly dancing as if it where nothing. There were pilot freezes such as a baby freeze from the newbies and then there were the advance and difficult spins and moves from the upperclassmen. As much as I would love to say that I was the best or outshone everyone, I was actually the newbie of the day. I was not prepared and wore the wrong kind of shoes to practice.

Anyways, just as it seemed no one was going to teach me or even acknowledge my existence, an old friend I knew came up to me and asked if I wanted to learn. Nervous as I was I'm surprised I found the courage to find words. A simple yes squeaked from between my lips and instantly I was blushing from embarrassment. Immediately everyone surrounded me. They where asking question to what I wanted to learn. They asked if I wanted to learn freezes, six steps, or spins, being the newbie that I was I had absolutely no idea what they where talking about. Each person took a turn to demonstrate what they had to offer. And with each turn, I began to fall even deeper in love with dance. Most people wouldn't consider breakdancing as a type of dance, to me, it's not just a dance. It is my life. It is the water I greedily drank everyday and cant get enough of. I learned how to criss cross, a six step, and learned even how to swing my legs up over my head and spin. Although I did fall on my ass a couple of times.

My life, full of torture, torment and sadness is starting to change. I am Happy for once in my life. And nothing is going to stop me from chasing this dream.