Badly Night Blog #6

When I was in high school I had a class.  The class was about drama and performing in front of our classmates.  One day the teacher said that if we could dance for our school.  Of course all of the classmates agreed to dance, so we put hands to work on.  The teacher started to teach us the steps that we had to learn.  We started to learn the steps three or four months before the show started. We practice in the afternoon everyday.  Each day we improved what we had learned the day before.  Then the show was already on, and we were ready to present in front of people.  All of the classmates sold tickets to the students of the same school. Also, they sold the tickets to the students’ parents.  It was a great experience that I had on the day of the show.  It was very funny practicing and learning how to move your body.  We danced the footloose, seasons of love and more songs.  I really enjoyed these two songs because for me these were the best songs.  The day of the show was already there.  We rehearsed all the day on the auditorium.  In the night we were ready to perform.  All of us were nervous and impatient.  We could hear the voices and people whispering when they were getting to the auditorium.  When we were performing; we had one minute to change our clothes and to come back to dance. 

Late night I came home and my older sister was at the hospital because she was having her first baby.  I was scared as a consequence that night my family was moving to a different apartment and we had to carry stuffs.  I was going downstairs when I put my right foot on the last stair and my foot was broken because my foot got stuck and I couldn’t move it.  That night I was very bad for me.  At the end of the night I couldn’t do anything.  I was just laying on the bed, but I was putting ice on my foot and my mom gave me medicine to calm down the pain.   This was a very bad day for me instead of being a great day.  I always think that something bad will happen to me on a happy day L.  Because I broke my right foot that night, I learned that I don’t have to do all of the things at once.  On the following day she took me where they take care of broken feet.  The person who helped me and massage my foot said that my foot was bad.  I had to use crutches all of my summer vacation.   Anyways I missed a lot of activities during summer vacations and I just had to stay home bored all day long.  My sister helped me out during these bad days.  Whenever I remember the day of the show I was sad because it was a great night, but later night it was a horrible night.