Malina Gleitsman found that all of her hard work and perseverance paid off–just not in the way she expected.
My alarm blares in the room and jolts me from my sleep. The second my eyes fly open, I am reminded of where I am: Youth America Grand Prix finals, a dance competition. Nervousness slugs me in the stomach; my whole life has been working up to this day. My dance team and I will be performing a contemporary piece we have been working on for months. And this performance is a competition‒ one between many of the most amazing dancers in the world. That’s why our execution must be perfect.
Preparation passes by in a blur: breakfast, makeup, hair, costumes. As we arrive at the theater, I can hear the expanding and contracting of my heart. Inside, my mind races as I go through last minute rehearsals. Our teachers grill us one more time on their concerns.
Soon, I am backstage. I watch each routine before me tick away, each dancer at a caliber of complete perfection. How can I compare, much less compete, with that?