Original Text

It's a hard work when I use the original text book to take pedagogy class this semester.

I know that's good for my Englisg, but I just feel very suffering.

When I did the online test today, I discovered something changed.

And I think it's a nice situation.

I can read the article faster and easily.

Even I still can't pass the standard (just a little bit not enought), I make progress in the score.

It's still very hard to remember so many words.

I still got very terrible spelling.

The Character in The Nutcracker

In the last writing, I talked about my grandmom.

At that time, I was in a performance.

Let's talk about that.

The Nutcracker is three of the most important classic Ballet drama, which composed by
Peter I. Tschaikovsky .

This Ballet is always danced in Christmas because the story is about Christmas eve.

The story is very cute, and nice for children.

I danced this Ballet in Act1 as a ballerina puttet or a little girl.

The ballerina putter is a soloist.

I'm very happy to get this character, but I always got nevous before dancing this.

This small piece was only 1 minute 13 seconds, but it got 12 turns at the end.

I was afraid of this difficult technique.

I was afraid of that I would fall down on the stage.

Luckily, I did that in the performance.

The costume was beautiful, but the make up was very terrible.

Let's watch the picture, and you will understand.

Someone told me that was like a terrible doll in Japan.

Do you guys agree about this?

Something about My Grandmother

My grandmother passed away in last Christmas.

At that time, I performed The Nutcracker at the National Theatre.

I couldn't perform at that day because my emotion was very bad.

Even I truned back at the next day, I thought I still couldn't put whole my mind on the stage.

My grandmother's funeral was my performance day, too.

At the most important day, I had to give up the performance.

This coincidence let me feel a little difference in my mind.

I still think that maybe my grandmom wanted to tell me something important about my life.

Maybe she wanted to tell me, dancing is not my all life, and I must take care about something important except dancing.

A day before two weeks, it was a raining day.

It rained cats and dogs.

After I finished rehearsal, and I came back home.

I talked to my mom about a dream.

I said I dreamed grandmom last, and she talked with me in our hardware store.

My mon said no wonder it was a raining day.

I just know it said if someone who passed away talks with you in your dream, it will be a raining tomorrow.

I can't believe that kind of unknow things, but I trust this thing with my grandmom.

Even I can't remember what she talked to me in the dream, I still look foward to dreaming her again.

I still miss her very much.