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If writing here, or talking to you guys could express the extent of my love, gratitude and pride for all 25 of you, you probably would not have seen me in that crying-laughing state i was in this morning, struggling to make sense out of something so undeniably extraordinary. (So if you're a lit paper 4 student, im sure you all know the concept of the sublime, and this is exactly it) Everything, that i felt, slips out of language and comprehension and i'll just try my very best to put it in words.
No doubt, we struggled, it was so unfamiliar to most of us, especially the j1s, and i guess it was just basically new. We all had our fears didn't we? Ryan only starting in february, and us barely having practices in the beginning. But it picked up, and before we knew it, there we were saying our last prayers, feeling the anxiety and tension, and standing in the wings of UCC stage. and in less than 6 minutes, it was over and we screamed, cried and hugged each other, stepping over jackets and slippers.
I can't thank you guys enough for giving me that euphoria, for giving me something so unexplainable, so preciously etched in my heart. Everyone of you mean so much, too much and forgive me if i sound cliche and all but, to the exco first of all- Nicole, for not only being there for me, but panicking and worrying with me and being so dependable, Ming, for laughing with me, always trying to make me smile despite my horrible moods, David, not only for your human warmth (haha) but also for your composure and for stepping up to so much more than i could possible imagine.
To the J2s, Andrea, Melly, Beverley, Stelli, Pooty, Nurul, Rachel, Daphne, Claire, Wenxiang, Dom, Yang, i know i wasn't the nicest of people to deal with during practices, but thank you for knowing, for putting in i am sure more than your 110, for trusting me enough, for trusting each other enough, but especially for being so damn supportive, with the plasters, the secret stupid jokes, and all your bubble tea outings i know i skipped. These 3 months, along with the past year of performances has been nothing but fantastic to me, and i couldnt ask for a better group of j2 dancers to be dancing with on that stage that no doubt, we conquered.
To the J1s, Anastacia, Eunice, Luo Er, Joy, Yiting, Debbie, Mabel, Martin, Deborah, Lynette, Im really proud of you guys, for pulling through so well. For sticking together, for giving your heart and soul to Cjdance even though you all were so new to it. For helping us lighten the mood with the jokes, for helping each other out, for loving the dance as much as we all do. And i klnow it took a toll on a few of you guys, so thank you for not giving up and having that faith in each other, in the seniors, in ryan.
To the seniors and the teachers, for feeling, breathing and being in the dance with us. I can't thank you guys enough for everything you've given up for us.
Our dance, our performance on that stage, is justifiable enough of our ability, our strength, as one. And that gold that we achieved, is nothing compared to what we experienced. It started out with a struggle, and slowly, we found ourselves, our inspiration, and finally on that stage we shined, and our determination pulled us through. We embodied the dance, we became the dance and we told our own story, through that dance.
So dancers, if i''m making any sense at all or if you didnt comprehend a single word i said, just know that i love you guys, and i can't be any prouder to say that i'm part of you guys, part of cjdance, part of the tears and laughter noone else but the 26 of us could ever understand.
Love,
Jack
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