World Tapestry Ballet Recital

     Tonight was a sad last for me. In fact, last night I cried just thinking about how this was going to be my last ballet recital. However, as I was lying in bed last night I was convicted. The words of James, Jesus' brother came to mind.
      "Come now, you who say, 'Today or tomorrow we will go to such and such a city, and spend a   year there and engage in business and make a profit.' Yet you do not know what your life will be like tomorrow. You are just a vapor that vanishes away. Instead, you ought to say, 'If the Lord wills, we will live and also do this or that.' But as it is, you boast in your arrogance, all such boasting is evil." (James 4:13-16)
     Who was I to think that this would be my last ballet recital? I could have had a serious accident on the way there and therefore, my previous recital would have been my last. Or God could allow me another opportunity to dance. With all that in mind, I went in to this ballet recital determined to dance my best because I had the chance, whether it be my last, to dance.
This years theme was about the different nations around the world which included: Japanese, African, Irish, Middle Eastern, and Hispanic dances. And also some performances by the B'rit Hadasha Dancers, some local dancers from the synagogue.

My groups first dance was tittled, Atete Mite (I have no idea how to pronounce that). It was a Japanese piece.

Up next for me was my solo piece, which was plainly tittled, Japanese Background Music. As long as I looked at the wall and not the audience, I was fine.

And last but not least was the African piece. I wish I had a picture, but the only one I had, my eyes were closed and it looked like I was sneezing, not a pretty sight.
Here is a final picture of the whole group.

I did not cry, even though I teared up more than once. I am just grateful that God allowed me to dance one more time and learn an important lesson in the midst of it.   

Pitiful Plantain Pancakes

Today was an exciting first. I was going to make Plantain Pancakes from Africa for a ballet recital (I'll post about that later). I was SUPER excited that the grocery store had plantains to begin with, 2 for $1. So I set off to work at about 12pm. Here are my ingredients, minus the milk.

The next step was to peel and mash the plantains. So I peeled the husky like covering off the plantian. (side note: See that apron? I made that.)

Then I had to get rid of the seeds....Seriously people, I could have left the seeds in there and no one would have ever noticed cause they were so small. But me, being the person that plays by the rules, took all those little seeds out.

After that I tried to mash them. That didn't work...but I kept adding the ingredients thinking that maybe it wasn't supposed to be mashed completly. This is what I ended up with....

Let me tell you, it smelled like horse feed, but I kept going hoping for the best. I patted this uh...mixture into little patties and put them in the pan. I didn't get any pictures of that because I was trying not to catch the house on fire. This is the final product.

Don't they look delicious!?! I tried one and gagged. My brother ate one, my mom said the only reason he liked it was because he was male....
So still having one plantain left I decided to give it another shot. I peeled, de-seeded, added remaining ingredients and mixed. That plantain would NOT mix with the other things. Desperate times call for desperate measures, a help me text. I texted my friend who lived in Africa for a while. She informed me that in order to mash them, they have to be cooked first. I wish I had known that earlier.... With that, I quit. By this time it was at least 2pm.  I ended up taking them to the recital anyway. I just dropped them off at the table and hoped no one saw me or gets sick from eating them.



A New Journey: Purpose

Let me begin by saying I don't like to write. However, after some convincing from my two best friends I decided that I would start a blog just to document my boring life. You see, I'll be beginning college this fall so I'm starting a brand new part of life that scares the poop out of me honestly. I thought this would be a good way to keep in touch with family and friends as I "go" on this new journey of life. So this blog will contain random and probably boring things, sad lasts and exciting firsts. And who knows, maybe this will help me enjoy writing. (I doubt it).

*Disclaimer: Over look my grammer cause I don't really care. ;)