Monday, October 10, 2011

Earliest Memory



My Third Performance

When I was getting my Award

My Award

My First Performance



My Second Performance

By: Emily Shi
                “Look at that little girl! She’s so cute!” The feeling of pride first came to me when I was around five years old. I was on a huge stage with lots of people crowding around me for the first time. I saw people cheering for me everywhere. I was excited, nervous, and felt pride when I was on the stage performing my dance for the first time.
                When I was first told by my dancing teacher that I could go on stage and perform, I was so thrilled that I jumped so high on the trampoline and banged my head on the ceiling. I was five and I didn’t know what being on stage was like, therefore I was really excited. My teacher told me that needed practice in order to do an amazing performance. I practiced for months until my teacher said the dance was perfect and told me to rest at home. I was so happy when I thought about the fact that I was going on stage that I couldn’t sleep. It was a few days before the performance that I started to get nervous and scared.
                Stage fright was the most horrible thing there was in my memory. I was always having stage frights throughout my life. There were three performances that I had to go to. When I attended to my first performance, I was scared. I was so frightened that I started throwing up. All my makeup was ruined, and the abhorrent smell surrounded me. Luckily my performance was the last because I was the smallest of all the other performers. My mom and my aunt putted new makeup on me just in time. As I walked up the stairs towards the stage, I was still nervous, then I heard my mom behind me giving me cheers and I suddenly felt a lot better. When I was on stage walking towards the centre, I heard people cheering for me. I see crowds of adults and children around the stage watching me. I felt the feeling of pride for the very first time.
                The feeling of pride was amazing. It was like baking a cake for the first time and succeeded. The sweet smell of pride was floating around me as I danced my best. After the performance, I was announced that I got into the finals. I was cheering with the crowd. My mom and my aunt ran towards me and hugged me hard. When the finals came, I wasn’t scared at all, because I knew what being on stage was like. As I was stepping towards the final stage, my mom putted some glitters in my hands and told me to throw it towards the audiences as I dance. I did, and the audience were cheering even louder. I heard people saying, “Look at that little girl, she’s so cute and talented,” as I walked by them. I felt so proud of myself for being on stage and it felt great. I was so happy that I felt like I could touch the blue sky with cotton candy shaped clouds after the performance. I felt like I could fly when the judges handed me an award. I could touch the dream of being a professional dancer as I grow up and feel the feeling of pride every time I go on stage.
                Earliest memories are always memorable to many people. Some are bad, some are painful, some are sweet, and some are like a dream. My earliest memory was sweet like honey and short like a movie. Even though I’ve performed many times in my life before, I’ll always remember how I felt when I first stepped on stage and danced.