CHAPTER 1

When I was sent to my first ballet lesson, and I watched my teacher elegantly dance around before me, I didn't understand why she wanted to be like that.

I couldn't appreciate why she wanted to move her body in the same routine around and around, when she could do so much more.

I tried to tell my mum that I didn't want to do ballet, that I didn't enjoy it, but she was a dance teacher, and she just told me that you don't always enjoy dancing, but it's a talent and I had to do it.

I thought my mother knew everything, and I trusted her, and obeyed her, but when I realized just how wrong she was about dancing, we slowly drifted apart.

She was a dance teacher, how could she not understand that to be able to dance you have to be able to enjoy it, because dancing comes from your deep inside your soul.

I never continued with ballet lessons, but I did however choose another sort of dance. Street dancing. Sometimes in life you have to make choices which are completely based on what you want a lone and that is exactly what I did.

My mother was in an accident when I was 14 years old, and she died in hospital. We never saw eye to eye on anything.

I was a free spirit just waiting to be released and she was containing herself in this little box, and didn't want to let herself out, didn't want to acknowledge the fact that maybe there was more to life then just a day to day routine.

In some ways when my mother died, I felt as if she had finally been released from her little box and was at long last realizing what more the world had to offer her.

This was the only thing that allowed me to continue my life without her. We might not have been very close, but she was my mum. I didn't want to live without her.

I miss her. I wish she could see me now, and I wish that I could tell her exactly why I chose street dancing.

Not everyone's life is planned out for them. Everyone chooses what they want to do, and what they want to be. It's their life, so it's their choice.

So just by pushing me, more towards what she wanted me to do, she was just pushing me more away from her.

And more towards what I meant to do. Street Dancing, a way of letting out my emotions in a dance. My whole life is revolved around it, and if anything was to take that away from me, my whole life would be torn apart.