I was only
nine years old when my mother took me to the art academy for auditions to the
ballet. I still remember being very nervous and impatient as a result of not
sleeping the night before because of the excitement. As they called my name to
the audition room, my chest filled up with butterflies, a room with over nine
ballet instructors, professional dancers and even an orthopedic was witness of
my adrenaline rush. It all went away the moment they played some classic music
and asked me to start dancing freely. It was like if there were no other person
in that room, just me and the allegro from the first act of Don Quixote. From
that first moment I knew I was born to be a dancer.
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