So as you know dancing is my life. I started coaching Murray highs drill team as there assistant coach and now I am ending the year as there head coach. Our head coach had to quite and i decided to take over for the rest of the year. I'm excited but nervous at the same time. It's a lot of work. I love dancing and coaching. I have found this quote and poem that i believe sums up how i feel about dancing!
I don't dance because I want to, I dance because I have to... You won't understand me until you understand dancing. When I'm dancing my very soul is consumed into the music and I forget everything and everyone around me. I know no greater joy than dancing. Dancing taught me to smile, dancing taught me to cry, dancing teaches me what I need to get by in life, and dancing showed me what life is really all about... Dancing isn't about who's best, who has the most technique or who has been doing it the longest...Its about who can dance outside of themselves, with their heart taking over their head, feeling every movement with their insides, telling the audience "This is who I am, and you are seeing me at my most vulnerable point, you are getting a firsthand look at my raw spirit" I wouldn't care if there was ever an audience, I dance because it's where I find myself.
The last eight counts by Sarah McKinnis
Sara wrote this poem after performing for the last time with her drill team, the Hallsville H.S. bobcat belles
My heart grew heavy as I stepped onto the floor
I took my positions and prepared to soar
My dancing sisters to my right and my left
Girls that within 10 lifetimes I could never forget
Those who had been with me through times that were bad
With whom I hared the best times I’ve ever had
I kicked my highest and I spun my hardest
I smiled my widest and I leapt my farthest
All so that I could walk away and know
I wanted to dance my best and I had done so
With all of my heart and my soul
With gracefulness, style, and control
I danced my last eight counts with the team by my side
I walked off the floor smiling, but inside cried
How do you lose something that you love to do?
Without it how can you still feel you’re you?
That night as I laid down my head
I prayed a prayer to god as I stirred restlessly in bed
“God, please whatever you do,
Don’t let the worst fear of mine ever come true
I’ll be whatever you want me to be
Just don’t let that be the last eight counts for me”
Then god looked down at me and smiled
“Why should it ever be, my child?
As long as there is music and love
As long as there are stars above
The gift that I gave you will be there
You can dance anytime, anywhere.”






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