I am my shoes

“Good morning! So you are Rosa and you are here for the role of second dancer… well, you have ten minutes to introduce yourself and convince us, before showing us a few steps. ”

I was in my first audition, in front of me there was the jury who was staring at me waiting for me to say something.

I’d practiced a lot in the previous months, I wanted to win the role of second dancer in that play, which this prestigious dance school was organizing, but I didn’t expect to have to introduce myself. I was good at dancing, a little less at speaking in front of an audience.

What could I tell in just ten minutes of my life? …until now it had been almost a disaster; the diploma taken on the rain check, a family in tatters, a best friend and a social life equal to zero.

I just loved to dance!

I spent my time like this: in the dance school I attended from the age of five and in the basement of my house inventing choreographies.

I didn’t consider myself a nice subject, maybe even a little grumpy at times… but in my tutu I was fine and when I started to move to the rhythm of the music, I became graceful… kind… quite the opposite of what I thought I was, or perhaps simply, what I couldn’t see when I was wearing the clothes of my youth.

«Miss, we are waiting for your answer!»

«Yes, pardon me… good morning. I was thinking I could tell you so many things to convince you to choose me but I want to be honest: my name is Rosa, I’m nineteen and I still don’t know many things about myself… or how life works… but I know when I wear my shoes and I start dancing… I feel happy and that’s all for me. Can I start?»

Judges remained silent for a few moments, they looked at each other with complicity and then said to me:

«Rosa… in our opinion, you already know a lot, please start dancing.”»

“Sometimes, the knowledge of ourselves doesno’t end in a lifetime… while our feeling, which turns out to be a good guide, can be immediate… just listen to it.”