Branson

Last week, my mom, my sister and I took a five-day trip to Branson for a National dance competition. When we weren't dancing, we were shopping and eating (a lot). My sister and I were in the same three dances. Our jazz got a first and lyrical got a top-first. Our last dance was a production with over fifty dancers. It got a top-first and third overall. The top five dances in each category performed Saturday in the Gold Group Challenge. Our production made it and in the danceoff, we got third. (In case you were totally confused about the last five sentences, I'll clue you in: we did VERY well)! So, anyway, now competition teams are over and we just have technique classes throughout the summer. Oh wait! One more thing! Every year at Nationals, all of the competition teams in the dance academy get together for a pizza party and the teachers give every single dancer a little award they made out of construction paper and markers. Most of them are silly, inside-jokes, but some are actually awards, such as Most Improved. Which, out of all of the top teams, I recieved this award!! It was great! I felt so special! OK. Now I really have nothing else to say except BYE.