Narrative Essay On A Trip To Santa Maria
July 31 through August 20, 2010- Trip to Santa Maria Going to Santa Maria best defines my personhood because my grandmother and grandfather both grew up there. When I visited, it felt as though I was seeing a whole new side of my grandparents and understanding what it was like for them growing up in such a small community. Connecting to my culture shaped my identity by experiencing things that my grandparents, and many family members before them, also experienced. I chose this event to be included in my timeline because I feel as though I discovered a lot about not only myself, but my family history. After my visit, I left with a sense of gratification, feeling more apart of the community and culture of the small island my grandparents call
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It seemed like somewhat of a small choice to me at the time- you see, I was the type of kid who wasn’t focused on any sport for too long. On my first day I was unsure of what was to come- I walked in slowly, and during class I was busying myself with the task of learning and remembering faces and steps, trying to keep up with both simultaneously. Within a couple of weeks, I was having much more fun than I anticipated. Four years later, and I still have the same infatuation with dance that I did back then.
As I reflected on my past years of dance, I realized that my identity and personhood would not be the same without it in various ways. Throughout my career as a dancer, I have met many classmates and instructors who I have become very close friends with and talk to at least weekly. My teachers have not only taught me how to cha cha and jive; I have learned many significant life lessons from their experiences not only as dancers, but as people that have come to my aid many times, and I am very grateful for them sharing their wisdom with me. Learning how to dance was a lively but difficult process that helped strengthen me physically and mentally. To end, my overall dance experience has played a very important part in the shaping of who I am today, who I was yesterday, and who I will be
It seemed like somewhat of a small choice to me at the time- you see, I was the type of kid who wasn’t focused on any sport for too long. On my first day I was unsure of what was to come- I walked in slowly, and during class I was busying myself with the task of learning and remembering faces and steps, trying to keep up with both simultaneously. Within a couple of weeks, I was having much more fun than I anticipated. Four years later, and I still have the same infatuation with dance that I did back then.
As I reflected on my past years of dance, I realized that my identity and personhood would not be the same without it in various ways. Throughout my career as a dancer, I have met many classmates and instructors who I have become very close friends with and talk to at least weekly. My teachers have not only taught me how to cha cha and jive; I have learned many significant life lessons from their experiences not only as dancers, but as people that have come to my aid many times, and I am very grateful for them sharing their wisdom with me. Learning how to dance was a lively but difficult process that helped strengthen me physically and mentally. To end, my overall dance experience has played a very important part in the shaping of who I am today, who I was yesterday, and who I will be