After 6 months intensive training, a 10 minute routine wrote
her fate. She always dreamt to become a world class ballerina. Straight from
pre-school her single parent supported this dream. She would run errands from
house to house to sustain her child’s tuition fees. She went to a prestige
ballet school downtown that offers scholarship. And having one daughter, the stage mother gave only what's best for her aspiring star.
Reality check - there’s no time for mistakes now. Tonight is the final
selection for scholarship. The chosen students will get 4 year course for free. So the girl who used to be pampered with much affection became a woman tonight. Wearing her tights and leotards, she toe-in a pair of blue tipped
ballet shoes. Spectator began filling the theater by 7 o’ clock followed by the
school principal, ballet talent scout, and a sponsor representative.
After an hour, lights shut off, an orchestra hit its piece, and
the show is on. But during the performance, her audiences, who are not even
interested became skeptical. Wanting to please the judges she jump, attempting a dangerous
routine. Sudden miscalculation and panic struck her at the mid-air. She twisted
her right ankle and fell flat.
Down bowed the poor lady on her knees, sobbing in shame, shocked by the reality that a sprain stole her dreams. Laughter and boos dominate the crowd. They are hateful, disappointment, and embarrassed. But a cry of applause was heard at the entrance, “it’s all worth it Hon!” It came from her own mother and choreographer.
Down bowed the poor lady on her knees, sobbing in shame, shocked by the reality that a sprain stole her dreams. Laughter and boos dominate the crowd. They are hateful, disappointment, and embarrassed. But a cry of applause was heard at the entrance, “it’s all worth it Hon!” It came from her own mother and choreographer.
Keep in mind that even if no one appreciates your
sacrifices, the Lord sees your toil.
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