I started dancing when I was 3 years old. My mom had put me in tap lessons because I would always imitate Shirley Temple in her movies. Finally, my mom decided it was time for me to get some proper lessons.
It became part of my life. Every Saturday I would wake up and go to tap class. Every year there would be a new costume and new routine. I couldn't imagine a year without dancing in a show. It really makes me wonder where and when and why I lost that drive. Why did I stop doing something that was so much a part of me?
Now that I am in college I really do miss tap and ballet class. It's only a matter of finding the time to actually attend. Priorities get changed as we get older, thats what I realized. When I was little all I wanted to do was become a tap dancer. Weird.
It's going to be so sad when I can't remember how to do simple steps that came so naturally to me before. Another sad part is that I could have been really good. Teachers saw it in me at an early stage but it seems that when they were putting more effort into me I was losing it.
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