kristen
this is my speech for dance banquet.
i love you boo
Mrs. C asked the seniors to write words of advice after our last dance show at Wilson. Words of advice, inspiration, or anything. Pretty open ended...
I wouldn’t say I’m an inspirational person, or that I have a crazy story to describe my time here. If anything, I’ve been blessed with my experiences here. Just like everyone else who has felt this passion for dance has realizes how wonderful this program is. The only tragedy, is that I didn’t always realize the blessings easily and clearly placed before me.
My life has changed while I’ve been here, which is to be expected. And as many of you may know, I try my best to embrace the elemental necessity for change. But no matter how I felt; ecstatic, sad, apathetic, dance was always here. I can always count upon it. It has kept me sane and I’ve recently realized and understood the blessing within my passion. I feel that I can’t survive without it. With those bruises on your legs, the blisters on your feet, and the love in your heart, you are free.
Dance is a paradox, we love it so much, and want to share our love with everyone. But our love is so impossible to express into words. We must dance it. To be quite honest, I feel terrible for our audience members. They will never know just how amazing it feels to express yourself onstage. We must do our best to show them.
I sat writing this speech in a coffee shop watching two people sing and play guitar. And sometimes, they closed their eyes as the song ended. It was as if the were afraid the moment the music stopped and the song was over, their passion’s purest pleasure would disappear. And in that moment I could see their passion. My poor voice could never express in the way that theirs do, but my body knows the fear and dull heartache of lights going dim on a stage. Of never wanting that three minutes to be done. I’m so greatfull that I have a passion like dance. All the world would seem grey without it.
Open your heart and dance, because your time is limited, and more importantly, your time is beautiful. Dance can be the one thing that saves you from your saddest times. And what further elates you in your happiest. Enjoy these moments, they are few and precious. At that ballet barre, in that class, on that stage, you are alive.
i love you boo
Mrs. C asked the seniors to write words of advice after our last dance show at Wilson. Words of advice, inspiration, or anything. Pretty open ended...
I wouldn’t say I’m an inspirational person, or that I have a crazy story to describe my time here. If anything, I’ve been blessed with my experiences here. Just like everyone else who has felt this passion for dance has realizes how wonderful this program is. The only tragedy, is that I didn’t always realize the blessings easily and clearly placed before me.
My life has changed while I’ve been here, which is to be expected. And as many of you may know, I try my best to embrace the elemental necessity for change. But no matter how I felt; ecstatic, sad, apathetic, dance was always here. I can always count upon it. It has kept me sane and I’ve recently realized and understood the blessing within my passion. I feel that I can’t survive without it. With those bruises on your legs, the blisters on your feet, and the love in your heart, you are free.
Dance is a paradox, we love it so much, and want to share our love with everyone. But our love is so impossible to express into words. We must dance it. To be quite honest, I feel terrible for our audience members. They will never know just how amazing it feels to express yourself onstage. We must do our best to show them.
I sat writing this speech in a coffee shop watching two people sing and play guitar. And sometimes, they closed their eyes as the song ended. It was as if the were afraid the moment the music stopped and the song was over, their passion’s purest pleasure would disappear. And in that moment I could see their passion. My poor voice could never express in the way that theirs do, but my body knows the fear and dull heartache of lights going dim on a stage. Of never wanting that three minutes to be done. I’m so greatfull that I have a passion like dance. All the world would seem grey without it.
Open your heart and dance, because your time is limited, and more importantly, your time is beautiful. Dance can be the one thing that saves you from your saddest times. And what further elates you in your happiest. Enjoy these moments, they are few and precious. At that ballet barre, in that class, on that stage, you are alive.