Company for the Learners

So today I had my Hip Hop class- Yesssss my favorite! I dance at Koenig Dance School, which is a really nice studio with great teachers. Today my teacher, Brandy, walked into studio A holding an envelope- addressed to me! I was excited, because another girl in my class had gotten the same thing only a few weeks before, and her's was an invitation to join Company. I was excited for her when she received it, but I wondered at the same time what I had to do to get one myself. Flash forward and I am opening the envelope. I told everyone who was grouped around me that it was probably just a promotional thing... nothing special. I said this for my own benefit, I didn't want to get my hopes up. I opened the letter, and sure enough- it was an invitation to Company! But when I read the first sentence, I realized it wasn't really company, it was "Teen Intermediate Company". That means its the mediocre one... but I still really wanted to do it! I would get to compete! Competing has been a dream of mine since I was six. I mean, I would get to have one-on-one classes with a teacher to work on my technique, choreography, and memory retention. Dream. Come. True. But wait- there's more! Naturally I let my eyes wander down the page, reading about the competitions I could take part in, the possibility of performing a solo (gasp!), and THEN the prices. Ouch. While I had been busy thinking about the wonderful possibilities, I'd momentarily forgotten that all of it would cost money. All I can say is that it was well over $1000- YIKEROOSKEY! I have four siblings, all of which have their own classes they take, and their own interests and hobby's. Actually, I think I am currently the most expensive child- with guitar, voice, and dance lessons, I'm definitely not in the position to go up to my daddy and say "Hey would you mind paying over a thousand more dollars on me, since I am just that selfish?" I suppose I will just throw the invitation away.... no bother asking for something out of my reach! I'm broke from helping pay for two summer camps, another costly luxury my parents had allowed me. In the long run, I'm a lucky, lucky girl.

Here I am holding the Invitation Packet :)