Know Thy Self
“Live as if you'd drop dead in ten seconds.” ― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
Transfixed, she stared intensely on the every movement of the fluid ballerinas as they flew like swans gracefully throughout the stage. Kelly did not leave her seat until the very last bow was taken and the curtain enveloped her very aspirations. As the piercing lights brought the audience back to reality Kelly quietly snaked her way through the crowed unnoticed, weaving toward the back door. As she took a breath before entering the crisp air she caught the eye of one of her role models, a dancer. She stood mesmerized to the spot as the ballerina shot her a quick smile and quickly disappeared. Kelly entered the outdoors with a sense of yearning. She felt the need to belong on that stage. She felt a need to call the stage her home.
Her dreams started as a young girl, an audience member ever inspired by the dancers in the Nutcracker play her parents had dragged her to. Filling the car ride back home with her enthusiasm, Kelly raved to her parents on her new found dreams of making it big as a ballerina. She begged her parents to allow her just one class, just to test out her talent. However, her parents being world-renowned doctors found no use in the silly prancing around and therefore refused Kelly’s waste of time on any such participation. Despite all of her argument, there was no room for discussion on such a “silly” topic. Thus, Kelly was left to twirl around the house and choreograph her own solos with help from online videos and TV shows. On most nights when her parents worked late Kelly was able to convince her babysitter to take a walk through town. Kelly played it off as if she wanted fresh air but secretly she loved to get a glance at the ballerinas through the glass window of the town’s dance studio. To her the studio reminded her of her own heaven filled with the dancers who seemed impossibly perfect with their perfect dancers’ buns and the tutus Kelly liked to fool around in. She always managed to get a glimpse into these classes, dreaming of a time when she could take part. The ballerinas gave of an air of poise of which Kelly wished to acquire. Kelly eventually moved on from begging for her class but her dream never left the back of her mind.
As Kelly approached her high school years, her parents sat her down and helped to prepare her class schedule.
“You must make sure to take advantage of every science class offered at this high school, Kelly,” the dad exemplified.
“Oh, yes without a doubt!” The mother agreed “At a school like this you will most certainly be prepared for your years of schooling to become a doctor”.
“Of course,” Kelly mumbled. Of course I have to go along with what they say. If they are putting me through this great school its only right I do what they want, even if it isn’t what I want. It is only right to make them proud.
“We’re glad you agree,” Kelly’s dad said smiling “Now return to your studies.” Kelly was almost...