Personal Narrative: My Love Of Ballet

Though initially attracted due to its elaborate costumes, I have grown to admire ballet as an art form. When I see dancers onstage, I don’t see fragile dolls or frilly princesses. I see impressive athletes, even warriors who are battling to attain unattainable perfection. Furthermore, I believe they are the epitome of resilient spirits. I am not a ballerina myself, but I know the truth about their world. And it is nothing like the effortless, ethereal image painted onstage.
I first started dancing when I was four-years-old. It was a passionate affair that ended abruptly by the time I was eight. However, even after quitting, I knew that I still possessed a love for dance that went beyond superficial reasons. With this in mind, I pursued other mediums to continue learning about ballet. My mind was a sponge and I absorbed whatever I could get my hands on. I …show more content…
I imagined lacing myself into their pointe shoes and living in a moment, knowing that my dreams could be shattered at any time. I can only imagine how humbled they must be to be constantly reminded that the title of ballerina isn’t given to anyone in a leotard; it must be earned. Having to exist continuously under a microscope would be ill-fit for me. Nonetheless, it made me view ballet dancers with the utmost respect because they embody discipline, hard work, perseverance, and living in the present with consideration for the future. Their attitudes should be emulated, to a degree, in everyday life.
Becoming an apprentice is out of the picture, but this past fall I realized that I’m no longer satisfied with simply reading about ballet. I have been enrolled in classes for five months, and I am constantly inspired to pursue my goals both in and out of the studio. In addition, I’m invested in other hobbies and my career plan. Just as a ballet dancer prepares for weeks to execute the perfect jump, I am willing to put the work in to achieve my