I would have to look around and try to fit in as much as possible so my teacher wouldn't think i wasn't fit for the class. Few weeks went on and i start catching up i was going home looking up videos and looking up vocabulary so every time i went back to practice i would improve more and more. When i first started dance it was hard because i wasn't as strong, flexible, or and experienced as the other
the kids then, threw a fit and cried until they convince their parents into letting them use the nursery. Then they planned to they turned everything off for some time. . Later on in the story the parents were talking but it wasn 't too long after they let them go back into the nursery. "Did you leave them in the nursery?"
I was even able to make the SACS Varsity cheer team, which is an unforgettable experience knowing that they are one of the best in town. Every single accomplishment has been worked for with hours and hours of preparation, and even years in experience. Nobody would ever imagine that my first year trying out as a cheerleader I had been rejected. Although I did fail at cheer my first try, it only fueled me to try out again the following year. After weeks and
Emerson barged into Frankie’s room running to her on the floor in a ball. “WILL GET IN HERE!” Emerson yelled from Frankie’s now decorated room. She had finally after a month hung up some posters of her favorite band. Soon after hanging the posters is when she decided not to leave for the group home. She had felt this was her home now, intel now the room she had grown to love felt like it was closing in on her.
Soon my friends come to join me and we laughed and joked about how the day went and which teacher gave the most homework or what couple ended it and made a big scene in the hallway. My parents never told me to gossip but it was always fun to talk about the news around school. When the bus finally picks me up and drops me off, I still have a long walk back to my house in the heat of the
About two years ago I was a recreational dancer and all I wanted was to go onto the competitive team. Every class I would work so hard and push my limits so that I could be flexible enough for the competition. Audition day came and I made it onto the team. But a couple weeks later I found out that the dance studio closed. I was so bummed out, and I thought that I would never have that opportunity again.
I had met her in the 4th grade because we were in the same class. At first, I was not a fan of her. We fought constantly and disagreed on everything, but soon I would find out that she would be my best friend. At this time in Winter break I had started to notice some things in my household and so did Emma. My parents were fighting all the time.
That time, I lose eager for any lesson. I take that many absence for long time. Through half years I was go dance school. I surprised my muscles are uptight I didn’t do stretching exercises. After that I
At the end of the routine, we all cheered with joy at our unexpected accomplishment. I was so proud of how far we had come in only a week. I was overjoyed to have shared that moment of excitement with all of my cheer sisters. No one recognizes cheerleading as a sport, but we work just as hard as other sports to accomplish the things we need to accomplish. People see the final product of our routine.
Is my hair too much? I often asked those same three questions every day before I allowed myself to step one foot outside of the house. For ten years, my mom always platted, or two-strand twisted my hair and matched my barrettes to whatever color she wanted me to wear to school that day. Waking up this morning was the first time in ten years that I got to make that decision. Thinking about the first day of sixth grade had given me butterflies the entire summer, and I was ready to do something about it.