dance on broadway

One.. two…Three.. I love it. I don’t care when..or where..or what part. I just want to dance on broadway. Just imagine the rush of performing for musical lovers like myself.

I have always wanted to dance on broadway! its been by dream ever since i saw “Legally Blonde The Musical”.

I want to act and sing on broadway i also love shakespear

I went to go see the musical Chicago when it was on it’s Broadway tour. I was sitting in the fourth row. You could see the sweat fly off the dancers’ faces when they would turn, you could hear their breath, and you could see how much they loved doing what they were doing. But I remember one dancer in particular who really caught my eye. I found it hard to not watch her. Her dancing and her performance was so empowering. I couldn’t help but smile and wish that I was up there dancing with her. And as I walked out of the show afterward, I commented to my friends about that one dancer.
Someday, I want to be that dancer that another young girl can’t take her eyes off of, that one dancer that she wants to talk about after the show. That one dancer that could inspire others and bring a smile to their face.

i want to do it. i want to i want to i want to.

but i’m so afraid.

This goal is a little far fetched for me now. But I wanted to add it to my list anyway. I have always wanted to dance on Broadway. Every time I go to see a musical or the symphony or a recital, the same feeling creeps up. I want to dance on Broadway. I want to perform. That is one reason I still teach colorguard because it is the closest thing I can get to these days that involves dance and performance. I keep telling myself one day soon i am going to take another dance class. I feel like me when I am dancing. THis goal is to remind me of that feeling. And to keep reaching for it.

Ever since I was old enough to walk I’ve wanted to dance. I asked and begged my parents for lessons, but with no sucess did I get my lessons. Finally, in July, when I was ten, my dad asked me what i wanted for my birthday since it was at the end of the month,I told him that I wanted ot take dance lessons.He nodded his head, smiled and said “Ok, Jules…we’ll get you dance lessons” I took summer dance classes…hip-hop.It was everyday for a whole week in July and I LOVED them.That September I took Tap and Jazz classes once a week.And it definately wasn’t love at first step.I struggled a lot that year, but my teacher and the girls in my class helped me along.That year I hated to dance, but my parents kept making me go.Then in June, the recital creeped up on us.I had to go to dress rehearsal on the Friday night before the recital.By then I despised dancing and didnt’t want to go at all. I was also embarrased.All the girls my age accept for one girl,Karen had all started dance at ages three and four and I had no idea what to do.So we got into our costumes and went onstage.I wasn’t nervous even the slightest bit.I always have been one for the stage.I had always been told that I had amazing stage presence and some even said I was born onstage.When I was younger I performed in a good amount of school plays and I had a solo once.I suppose thats where the comments startred.But when I got on the stage, I danced my heart out and I LOVED it.That night I went home and told my dad that I wanted to be a dancer when i grew up.He was shocked of course but I told him that I fell in love with it.He didnt think much of it of course until my second year of dance.I was taking tap and jazz again but I decided that I wanted to dance more and took up ballet. At first my teacher had put me in a class full of much much younger girls, she had also put me in an ’’intermediate’’ class which was much much much too easy for me even though it was only my second year of dance and I was 12 years old.So she moved me into the advanced ballet class and the second most advanced tap and jazz class in the studio.I quit ballet only four weeks into it because I had missed a lot of it because of extra projects in school.I excelled in my new tap and jazz class , dancing with girls who had been at it for 8 to 10 years.Even that was too easy for me.I also danced a solo that year. A hip-hop solo which was very good from the words of my family and my best friends.My teacher had said to my mother that she has a policy that she would never allow a student to perform a solo unless they had danced at least two years of dance, but she broke the rules just for me.She told her that I had grown so incredibly much that she just had to let me do a solo.My sister, who was in the audience of the recital told me later that my mom and my step-mom had been crying when I performed my solo onstage. I was shocked! I never though they could be that proud of me and amazed by me.It felt really good and made me want to dance more. My dance instructor came up to me at the end of the recital, crying. She said to me that I had grown incredibly as a dancer and that she was so incredibly proud and amazed by me.My third year of dance was at a different studio because my former dance instructor closed her studio.This studio was excellent. I danced with the studio’s company class…girls of my same age and older, who had been dancing for 10 to 11 years and that was also a breeze.Our dance class did 2 tap dances, a hip-hop dance, a character dance, and a jazz dance.Out of all of them, our jazz dance really stood out.We did all That Jazz from Chicago and it was all Fossey.My mom and my step-mom told me that they had cried yet again at my jazz dance.I never thought they would ry again because of my dancing ability…but it was true. My best year of dance yet. The studio was of much better quality.And the leve of dance instrution was higher and of better quality.I’m on my fourth year now and i can’t wait for it. I’m taking up ballet again, lyrical, and two solos this year.I can’t believe how much I have grown in these past 3 years. If you put me on a stage, not knowing who i was, you’d guess that I’ve been dancing all my life. But after my last recital i told my Dad again that I wanted to be a dancer and he smiled and said, “Then be a dancer.” All my life all I’ve wanted to do is dance dance dance. I want to dance on Broadway.