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    People around me always told me that I could dance, because it was a girl's sport.

    But I never gave up my 1 of becoming a dancing star. I practiced secretly, learning from books, movies, and shows. However, without my parents support, it seemed impossible to reach.

    One summer, my little sister Maggie was going to dance lessons.I immediately asked my parents for permission to take her to the lessons. What a 2 chance to learn dancing!

    One afternoon, I was practicing a new dance in my room, when Maggie walked in.

    "What's the matter, Maggie?" I stopped dancing.

    "Denis, you're a great dancer! Can you help me?"

    "What is it?" I wondered.

    "There will be a dancing performance in my school, but the boys think I'm slow, and 3 of them wants to be my partner.Could you dance with me for it?"She looked at me anxiously.

    "You can be a good dancer!"I encouraged her."Let's show those people that they have been wrong all along."

    In the following months, we practiced every evening, hiding from my parents. I was having a fantastic time and soon Maggie improved a lot.

    Finally came the big day. I became 4 when I heard my parents would come to watch the performance. As the music began, I took a deep breath and tried to calm down. We moved 5, shining with pride. From the cheering of the crowd, I was sure we were successful.

    My heart was beating wildly when I saw my father coming towards me.He put his hand on my shoulder." Well done, son. Though it is hard for me to admit it, it seems that you really 6 this stage. Go for it and make us proud."

    I'd been waiting for this moment for so long.I knew that the road ahead was going to be easy, but I wouldn't give up.I wanted nothing more in life than to dance.