#HARDEST DECISION TO MAKE HOW TO#

I should have continued, because of that most of my flexibility is gone. My mother, after a lot of convincing, accepted my decision and I no longer did ballet. The lame excuse was that studying got harder and exams were more frequent, the conclusion was: no more ballet. Looking at the paper made me regret even more the decision I had made to quit ballet when I turned 14.

#HARDEST DECISION TO MAKE HOW TO#

I would always look at them playing with the ribbons they would bring to school or try to teach me how to do a handstand.įlexibility wasn’t a problem since in ballet I needed to be very flexible when doing the jump-split*(it’s when you jump in the air and do a sideways split while you’re in the air) also in my category I was the only girl to be able to do the perfect-split (when you do a sideways or frontal split and lean backwards and forwards with your upper body and touching the ground with your nose). While I was reading the leaflet, it brought back to me the memories of the years in elementary school when all of my friends did rhythmic gymnastics and I was the only one who was forced by her mother to do every single day 3 hours of ballet after school. That leaflet was not any leaflet: it was a publicity leaflet for the best rhythmic gymnastics club that was moving its training location to the public school near my house. I opened the letterbox and there it was: the leaflet that changed my whole life. On my way out I stopped by our letterbox because something was stuck there, (A leaf I think). Since it was the summer break my father had asked me if I could help out in the hotel because the receptionist had a surgery and couldn’t come to work for a whole month, so I accepted. The Hardest Decision I Ever Made It was about 3 months ago when everything started I woke up one day and got ready to go to work.

Hardest decision to make