Ever since I was a little girl I dreamt about becoming a professional ballerina or a Ballroom dancer. My dreams came true when my parents enrolled me into a dancing class. It seemed like a perfect way to use all the energy a six- year old could possibly have and put it into mastering some graceful moves. My folks made a very conscious decision, as they had been observing my sister and me goofing around at home and dancing to the sounds of Michael Jackson or Modern Talking. When I say I enjoyed the course a lot, I mean I trained hard and practiced choreography at home hours on end, and even made significant progress. I learnt the correct bodily posture, as well as the discipline and moves on the dancefloor that could truly tell a story. Not to mention the joy of performing in glamorous, sparkling dresses. My adventure lasted only a few years, due to the said outfits, which turned out to be too expensive for my family to afford. Again they made a very conscious, yet difficult decision that left me devastated for most of my teenage years. Later on I greatly appreciated their choice that shaped my future career forever. Instead of pouring great amounts of money into intricately decorated dresses, my parents invested all their savings, time and support into my education, foreign languages to be specific.
I have been studying English since I was six, and at first it was just for fun. With bated breath, I continued to watch Cartoon Network, imitated my favorite characters, and created my own words to most popular songs by Mariah Carey or George Michael. Due to the fact that my home was always filled with music, I felt a strong desire to experience it fully. Having learnt English I could finally understand what the songs were about, which was a bit disappointing at times, to be honest, but very educating in the end. When I was ten, my father once tricked me into believing that the reason why Sinead O’ Connor was crying in the “Nothing compares 2 U” video clip was the fact that her hairdresser completely misunderstood her and shaved her head bold…Needless to say, I sympathized with her up until I finally learnt the true meaning of the lyrics- priceless…
I must have been 14, judging by my flawless and careful handwriting, when I wrote my first cover letter to the headmaster of the secondary school I chose to attend, in which I thoroughly explained the numerous reasons for my first grownup decision. I remember I made it very clear, in the second paragraph, that I have my heart set on studying English and becoming an English teacher, and won’t settle for less. Over the past nineteen years, ever since I wrote that letter, I have never regretted my decision or the career path. I would never trade my profession for any other or give up on it. Today I am able to think of at least twenty reasons to look forward to each Monday and these “reasons” most definitely are the students I teach on Mondays. I still get a bit emotional while watching shows like “You can dance” or “Dancing with the stars”. I will always love dancing, no doubt. Funnily enough though, when I am dancing to the songs by English artists now, I focus more on the lyrics and singing them out right and with the correct pronunciation…
So far my son has been showing a keen interest in cooking and I am not going to rush him into making any decisions, as he is only five. However, it warms my heart to hear him sing in English with a perfect pronunciation. In my case, a seemingly harmful decision made by my parents led to a fortunate twist of fate and shaped my professional life. Who would have thought back then that one day I would be writing this text in English?
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