One final Waltz.

Ten years is a long time to be doing the same thing. Thats how long I've been at my current dance class. Ten years. Today was medal presentation day, and to me ... the end of an era.  As I am off to uni in September today marks my last presentation day for a good three years. It was emotional to say the least.

Things went smoothly, everyone danced, recieved their medals ... the usual. Just before the ballroom section of the presentation I was called to the floor. It was announced to all the friends/family of pupils that I would soon be leaving. So I stood there, with my teacher who said to me as he saw the look on my face "It hurts me just as much as it does you" , this left me laughing awkwardly ... trying so hard not to cry. I thought that was that. done.

However.

The presentation continued. The ballroom section danced. All exept one person who as overlooked when the waltz was danced. Me. I took it as a mistake, let it go. The awards were given out, I was last on the list. Just as I was about to get mine, my teacher took to the floor again, walked over to me hand outstreched. Declaring that I had to work for mine. This was followed by me being led to the floor. He turned to the crowd, me following ( at this point so nervous as I had no clue what was going on) and said " As you are leaving us soon ... I get this last dance....."

"One final waltz."
After that line, I just wanted to stand there and cry. It really hit me.

And it was my first complete solo. To the most beautiful song.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vXnZNMpcqqM

I was petrified. So afraid of messing up. But. I did it. The dance went so perfectly, and got an amazing ( and totally unexpected) response. 

So its been a proud day for me. Massively emotional. Just re capping it makes me actually want to sob.