One Day Narrative

The first time the class met, we were in the smallest dance room. A long wooden bar ran across the back wall, parallel to a mirror covered wall. On the shelves around the room were what seemed like hundreds of trophies that the local high school dance team had won over the years. The first thing I remembered thinking was “Wow, I’m going to have trophies just like this one day!” and little did I know that my reward from baton twirling would be much greater than any trophy or medal. My first time putting a baton in my hand, at the age of 7, was definitely something that should have been recorded and sent to YouTube. My coach started us off with the shiny plastic batons so we did not hurt ourselves, but of course I somehow found a way to do just …show more content…
After years of those endless practices, local competitions and a lot of devotion I competed in the National Baton Twirling Association Nationals. NBTA Nationals is one of the top three hardest competitions in the baton world and definitely not one that twirlers attend assuming they will win. No matter how unattainable receiving a medal at the NBTA Nationals felt I pushed through because I knew twirling baton was what I loved and I wanted that medal more than anything. To my dismay, the girl who was scared and crying that first day of practice, was the one standing on the tallest block on the stage at the awards ceremony. Standing in the front of the gymnasium packed full of onlookers and having the shiny gold first place medal placed around my neck at the NBTA Nationals was an indescribable feeling. In that moment on stage, I realized that I knew the true definition of passion, and had found my