The Life Of a Dancer

This poem goes through what a dedicated dancer experiences

Schools over the day is done, now it's time to have some fun, to the dance studio you will go through the rain sun or snow.  You get to class and it's time to learn whether it's Ballet, Hip Hop, Jazz, Lyrical or Tap, you work your hardest and do your best.  You may have two or three classes a day, whatever style it doesn't matter you just came to improve and get better.  When you're done your classes you are sweaty from all of the hard work you've done but all that matters is that you've improved worked your hardest and had fun!  Constantly working to improve,  Hard worker and over achiever.  These are some of the words you will understand if you are a dancer at heart.

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