Can't Stop Dancing

• Lucy Moxon, Grade 4
• Short Story
• 2016

I was sitting on the beach one day, trying to get inspiration of what I want to be when I'm older. I thought, why does every one want to know and why do parents need to know, every thing, like what I want to be ? Why can't I just do what I want to do ?

Then I found out that someone is coming to our class asking every one what they want to do when they grow up, and I guess I do need to start thinking about it because l am in year eight now. I thought I could be a lion entertainer, I thought more about this idea and i thought maybe I don't want my hand to be bitten off, so I wiped that off the list. Then I considered being a clown entertainer but then I realised, that you waste all your time blowing up balloons and making bad jokes.

Finally, I pondered being a dancer and I thought more about this and it was perfect. I could be a dancer, I’ve always been flexible even when I was little, I was really good at doing tricks and stuff. So I went to go tell my mum that I finally knew what I wanted to be when I'm older.

When I told her, her expression changed. She started telling me what she did when she was young, she started telling me how she was a dancer.

She said "I started dancing when I was three, I danced all the way up still I was twenty four, but I've never told you this story because when I was twenty four something terrible happened, that's why I've never gave you the idea of becoming a dancer. "

She then told me how she broke her leg.
" I was twenty-four. I was at the world competition of dancing getting ready to go on stage with my partner Ava Udovicic. We went on stage and started the dance. I began to attempt my arial in the air and I ran across the stage. In an attempt to catch me she tripped over a little bump in the stage and didn't get up fast enough to catch me. I landed on the ground and I sadly broke my leg, the judges even disqualified us. I never spoke to Ava again and I have never been able to dance since that happened.

Then mum jumped up and said," Ok time for school. if you want to dance go for it, just because I fell doesn't mean you can't follow your dream.

So we jumped in the car and we got to school. I was sitting in class and the lady came over and said to me,"What do you want to be when you grow up?" , and I said proudly...
"I don't know I will decide when I'm ready".

By Lucy Moxon (Grade 4)