Specifically, dancing as a member of the desert hills high school drill team. A drill team dancer is required to be strong, flexible, and brave. Strength is a key part of dancing. To be able to perform well strength in needed in every aspect. When turning, having a strong core and calves will help you get around and execute the sequence perfectly.
Competition cheer works on two minute routines for hours at practices for weeks before there competition. They make their routines so perfect that I'm sure every cheerleader could do it in their sleep. They also do jump sequences, which is about four jumps in a row and they do them over and over again until everyone is doing them at the same time. Their jumps are also hyper extended. This means that their legs can go above your hips.
All of the events, beam, uneven bars, and vault, I perfected. For me to win, I needed to nail my floor routine and I needed Viktoria Komova to not do well. It was head to head between us. Breathing in through my nose and out through my mouth, I approached the spring mat. My nervous smile spread across my face and the music began.
This dance was made specifically to connect culture, and to retain the Native American culture. “As colonization became an increasingly critical aspect of Shoshone and Bannock life, ceremony responded to colonization and was transformed.” (Beaulieu 156) In the 1920’s all Native American dance was outlawed, so they took their dances underground. Two young boys created this dance so that they would be able to perform in public. Today this is one of the most popular Shoshone-Bannock dances. It is very entertaining and draws lots of attention at all events.
Perched up high again my neighbor a gymnast encouraged me as he climbed up and backflipped off the fence, the crowd went crazy screaming for more I knew it was time. It was not as I had envisioned it but harder riskier and better. I found myself trapped in a moment in space and time with a huge decision to make as my heart kept pounding. With flashbacks of the practices and fails and everything, I endured learning this move running through my mind. I knew it was now or never.
Overall cheerleading is athletic and requires skill, even if people disagree. Cheerleading again is competitive, takes time, skill, commitment, and is truly a sport. Even though some people don’t consider cheerleading as a sport, cheerleading requires so much athleticism. I have to go work to perfect my state routine
So for the rest of the time, the prince and cinderella get swept away in the whirls and twirls of the ball, they dance and dance and never break each other 's gaze or breakaway from each other. That is until the clock strikes midnight and cinderella pries herself away and bolts away from the castle before the spell wears off. She doesnt stop, not even when she loses one of her glass slippers on the stairs that lead up to the castle. She is completely jealous of cinderella and everyone can tell when she keeps talking about her with such distaste, and hate. Even though this play is very different than the Disney version of Cinderella, it 's still teaches us a very important lesson.
Teamwork was a very crucial aspect of dance, especially being on a competition team. Even though you may not like someone, you will always be placed in a situation where you need to work with one another. I had to learn to get over my personal issues with someone in order to be a strong and successful team and this is something that will stick with
After those long months had ended, I was finally able to go back to practice. I was most excited to get back on the trampoline and see if I could still do the things I used to be able to do. Once I arrived I practiced on the floor, the bars, and the beam. Everything seemed to be going
The congregation’s heads twisted into contorted positions as they tried to catch a glimpse of the striker bending the ball into the net. Faces surrounding us unleashed battle cries of victory. The players on the field paraded around the pitch, only increasing the euphoria. Terrifyingly, the man next to me was beating his fists on the chair behind me, his face turning blue from his continuous support, his cheeks only getting a slight tinge of red from the nipping wind that continued to gust through the bleachers, in the open-air theatre of dreams. Throughout the game, the eyes of everyone were glued to the pitch, waiting, watching for something to happen, to warrant a release of emotion.