The memory of mid-June, walking down towards the spot in a field, suprisingly meeting some familiar faces and on the verge of encountering new ones is superb. From the vantage point of mid-August, that was just magical since the purpose of that decisive step took its toll; but from the vantage point of mid-June, it was a crucial decision to make and to take. Dancing is a part of my life and from that moment I took the liberty to revisit my passion that has rested when I settled in college. I am not that good, neither am I good at all, but I have the commitment and the heart for it. It was the most timely event that happened to me, since I have a few courses to take and more time to be creative.
I found the joy of having extended my horizon, met new faces that soon memory takes hold and will endure for eternity. The joy of sweat, discipline and movement tickles me to the marrow of my bones. Then after the glorious feeling to be led, especially to those to whom I gave my utmost trust since the very beginning. Dancers and choreographers. . . . neglect the dichotomy but feel the unity. We are family; abuses were made because we forgot that family composes parents that direct our ways straightforward. The seeming distance at first between choreographers and dancers was transcended into a unity, a family, an organism, springing forth as the seed that is giving life to the college that rings no bell when it comes to that arena.
We are soldiers committed to battle, knowingly the dangers ahead and the struggles to face, but the heart moves us towards far beyond the negative foresought by reason. The heart made us heroes, warrior poets, who took the liberty to suffer under the banner of progress, glory and honor. We the soldiers, they our generals, the tandem, the strategy and plan, the skill and determination brought forth the manifestation of the seemingly impossible; mocked the dream by becoming into reality and at last we endeavoured in the arena, we triumphed, at par with the greatest, standing above others who reigned before and shame and mockery to those who mocked us in our endeavour, but we shall keep our heads low. Subtle as a snake, brave as a man with honor facing boldly the challenge and honesty in all odds. We dignified ourselves with utmost courage to endure, to persevere for we are determined to be at the facade of victory and the undertaking made us whole. Individuals gathered together from different walks of life onto one purpose and that is to be at glory's wings.
The magic that conjured the meeting of those individuals is heartfelt, rarely words can incapsulate the thought, or never are there at all. Trials we faced, burning us, testing us, hardened the soft clay we are into hard furnished pottery. There is no family like no other, who weeps in joy before the show and after it, for this family gave its all. Our labor becomes our possesion, our trademark, our subjectivity and ultimately our labor is simply the manifestation of ourselves. The dance is simply us. What we danced is what we are; happy, daring and persevering. We are the brainchild of what it is to be passionate in our labor, passionate over our fellow laborers, passionate to who are in authority, passionate for the crowd and to the name we carry.
Smile and make the magic the epitome of reality, an inspiration to first timers and an inspiration for us to keep moving forward. Choreographers, dancers, friends, supporters alike, built the happy family, but amonst the teachers and the followers, we created a bond so sacred and eternal. We are family CAS CHEERDANCE TEAM. We shall endure; bold as we are to take the endeavour. . . . fortune smiles. For fortune favors the bold. Terrificly timeless, and we had engrave ourselves into eternity. Timeless and immortal, even until memory fails, there will be nothing, no other like us. What we did in that arena, echoes in eternity. Go CAS! Let's Go!
Credits to out choreographers Eljay and Ernest, to all fellow dancers that came by and that endured, to friends and supporters, to the faculty who supported and to the crowd.
- 1st runner up, August 23, 2011 CAS Cheerdance Team -
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