A milestone of my ballerina daughter that I want to reminisce in the future. It was this day when I embrace and convince that she have potential in dancing ballet. She started ballet at six years old. At first I thought its just a hobby(ballet is part of school club) until she decided to continue even after school vacation. Her teacher in ballet Ms.Chelo Gemina convinced me to let her continue and told me that she’s gifted. I don’t believe it and I thought she just want to praise her to gain more dancers (my bad). And as years passing by, her teacher advice me to transfer her to main ballet studio to rehearse (school ballet club get boring as she dance with beginners ) which is 30-45 minutes driving from my house(depends on traffic). It’s an after school rehearsal that will last 2-5 hours. Academic class dismissal is around 3:30pm local time, 5 minutes going home then rest. At 4:30pm we leave the house going straight to her ballet class up to 9pm in the evening. I hate waiting but I don’t have choice but embrace it for the sake of my daughter. There was this moment when I got angry and shouted at her because she’s not consistent in the 9pm dismissal(I blamed her just to release the feeling of being annoyed on waiting and make her feel guilty about it)I’m so immature that time. She patiently listens when I nagged and just seat at the back of the car in spite of her being tired. That was then….we overcome all sorts of sacrifices, love and hate relationship as mother and daughter. She turns eleven! 2013 is the year that gave her opportunity to join the Asian Grand Prix Hong Kong.
Her teacher told us that she can compete. I had second thought not only of her skills (I thought she’s too young for International competition) and financially we (my husband and I)cant afford it. But God is so good!
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To make it short, religiously and diligently after so many practices she made it to the competition(on the event she practice her piece in the lobby of our hotel because her category don’t have slot to rehearse in the studio). She’s in Junior A Solo category. When her number called I was so nervous. When the music played,I was stun watching her like an angel in her light blue dress. She’s like a naughty cupid that keep turning and turning until the music stop. After successfully dance her piece, we waited for the result(the organizer post the result later that day) Time is long but waiting is over and she made it to final. I’m already happy for her and I thought its enough even if she don’t win for final(to be a finalist is bonus because it’s her first competition abroad and her skills still lack; that was I thought). There was typhoon and I thought the Final competition will be cancel but God is good it didn’t, time delayed but show must go on. I feel the time stop when they call again her number. I’m totally nervous while her teacher beside me pinching my arms out of nervousness. She dances and dances and you can see on her face that she enjoys dancing that moment than her previous one before finals. Her teacher and I praying she wont loose the momentum and Hurray! She dance gracefully and beautiful. I heard the crowd loudly clapping and shouting how pleasant they feel on her performance. That was the moment I was really proud of her and small tears in my eyes (I hate crying in front of the people; very seldom people see me crying)
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After the performance and tabulation, results were out and they calling the winners. On her category they started with fifth winner and so on until the three major winner.” Bronze winner goes to Number JA19 Lormaigne Hannelore Bockmühl “. I can’t express the feelings and all I can say “Thanks God”. I never expected it! Then she was called again for SoDanca Award. Another bonus!!!!
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My point of view about my ballerina daughter change in that exact moment. Realization struck me that I have to support her fully in that field she choose. I’m her mother for that simple reason because I’m her tools to achieve what she needs to achieve in the future. To reach for her dreams, to fulfill her destiny, to aspire and inspire her generation.
And most of all to be her friend and number one fan. To guide and to push her abilities to the best that she can achieve without so much pitfalls. In the future I read again this blog to remind me how blessed we are to have a gifted daughter and hopefully she achieve her dreams and be successful in it and this is history.