.5,6,7,8.
Today was a learning experience. Auditioning is an intimidating process. If you were ever afraid of being judged before, try being judged the moment you walk through the door…everyone sizing each other up. Whispering, “does she point from her toes or her ankles?” “Look at her leotard…” etc etc. Then, the ultimate moment of judging comes, your heart begins to flutter violently. Your palms sweaty with anxiety. Your ears hot with intimidation of what is yet to come. Then, you stand center floor. The piano begins to play….5,6,7,8.
.It’s time.
The first moment your toes leave the ground, they are pointed to their fullest extent. Your mind is buzzing…scrambling to remember choreography you only just learned. Your fingers reaching to the depths of the earth pulling all life from the outside so that each line is elongated. And then, in the blink of an eye, it’s over. And you’re faced with a harsh reality.
“NEXT.”
The audition panel yells. Did I do OK? Were my feet pointed? Eyes off the floor? The only words you can manage to utter. And then you wait. Wait for what feels like an eternity. Will they call my name? Was I good enough? Each time more critical than the last, and if your endeavors were not accomplished, it does not mean you failed. It simply means try harder. You lay your head on your pillow at night reminiscing on the days events…yea. It’s just a normal day…
…in the life of a dancer.
Xoxo
Sara Ash
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