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BYU Studies Quarterly

BYU Studies Quarterly

Keywords

dancing, essay

Abstract

Growing up, I was the singer and my sister was the dancer. I would practice my art songs, arias, and Broadway ballads, and Danielle would drill away at her ballroom dance routines with her partner. While I would memorize lyrics, get into character, and be cast in local musicals, Danielle would compete in Dancesport at the Brigham Young University Marriott Center. She would cheer me on at my plays, and I would be at all her dance competitions with water bottles and a towel. I would spray on her tans, sew on her rhinestones, and glue on her fake eyelashes. She would Febreze my costumes, apply my makeup, and go over and over any tricky play choreography with me. And with each song and each dance, something magical was created.

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