Friday, May 31, 2013

Life as a dancer (part three) 190




The afternoons at the shaded patio are unforgettable. We all used to head over there after every rehearsal. Everyone exhausted but full of happiness, like when you give children a new toy, that's how I felt every single day while in school. 
After 8 full years I finally graduated in what my ballet instructors refer to as an exquisite gala in Havana's main theater. That was just the ending of a life as a student. A different life waited for me as I joined the National Ballet of Cuba. After performing in my homeland for a few years I decided to make it to the US. I made Phoenix my new home and Ballet Arizona my new work family.  Everything was going how I expected in my career until the day I had a major injury in my right leg and had to stop dancing for a while. At first I suffered a lot and sunk into negativity, but now I see this chapter in my life as a chance to grow and become more versatile. I am now going to school and thinking about my future. 


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