Tatianna Steiner
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My name is Tatianna Steiner. I was born on January, 5th 2002 in San Diego California. I am 13 Years old. My elementary school years were spent in Ellen Browning Scripps Elementary School. After many years of elementary school, I then got in to Htmma, and started my middle school years. I have grown into the person I am today from all my school experiences. In 8th grade, I have continued to enjoy Humanities. I really enjoy writing at home and school, whether it's a story for fun or for school. I am hopeful my future will be a successful one.
I am part of a family of four; My dad, Byron, My mom, Sabrina, and my older brother, Phillip. My family lives in Scripps Ranch, San Diego, in a safe family-friendly neighborhood. Some activities outside of school that I enjoy are Dance, swimming, and hanging out with friends. I dance at Scripps Performing Arts Academy where I train in Ballet, jazz, lyrical, and modern. When dancing I feel like it is a stress reliever from the school day, and I get to relax and do what I do best. Another thing I mentioned I loved to do is swimming, whether it's in the ocean or in the pool, the water makes me feel at peace. Feel free to look around my DP, and look at any project that I have finished.
I am part of a family of four; My dad, Byron, My mom, Sabrina, and my older brother, Phillip. My family lives in Scripps Ranch, San Diego, in a safe family-friendly neighborhood. Some activities outside of school that I enjoy are Dance, swimming, and hanging out with friends. I dance at Scripps Performing Arts Academy where I train in Ballet, jazz, lyrical, and modern. When dancing I feel like it is a stress reliever from the school day, and I get to relax and do what I do best. Another thing I mentioned I loved to do is swimming, whether it's in the ocean or in the pool, the water makes me feel at peace. Feel free to look around my DP, and look at any project that I have finished.
Triptych Piece
I feel the layers of make up hide my identity and cake my face to a fake perfection. I can feel my hands on my back as I pick up my pink pointe shoes to slip them on again. I shake out my jaw, massaging the ache ‘smiling’ has caused me. Moisture builds up in my pores, waiting to erupt. My eyes cringe from exhaustion, and let out a burning feeling that sears into my brain. I watch from the wings, and shift my weight from left to right, letting the throb shift back and forth. Butterflies start to flutter and buzz in my stomach, reminding me that my dance is next. My purple shimmering tutu sways as I pace backstage, waiting to pounce into the music. No turning back now.
Looking down, my feet wobble onto the stage, and I am careful not to cause my toes that much discomfort. I shake my tender toes out, because I know this will be my only break. Time to go back on stage, time to spin through the final dance. The warmth of the spotlight melts my face and I let my sweat roll onto the floor. The audience takes a breath with me, creating a dead silence across the theater. It soothes my mind, and puts me into a calmer state.
The jolt of the music brings me to the first step, and then to the next. The melody calls for my nerves to relax and I let myself submerge into the performance. I creak through the dance, twisting my hinges from left to right. My feet sting, and I cringe my teeth holding back a complaint. Spinning my head around to get the perfect pirouette, my neck cracks and sends chills through my bones. I can feel the constant glare of the audience. My heartbeat rises to a swifter beat, and I let out a tight, forced smile. I let the music float my body around the theater. My dainty feet plunge into the stage floor, and take me into the trance of the piece. Throbbing pain electrifies all four of my limbs, making me quiver and quietly let out a trembling groan. At last, I take the spotlight, and soak in the applause, letting a wide smile peek out. At last.
Looking down, my feet wobble onto the stage, and I am careful not to cause my toes that much discomfort. I shake my tender toes out, because I know this will be my only break. Time to go back on stage, time to spin through the final dance. The warmth of the spotlight melts my face and I let my sweat roll onto the floor. The audience takes a breath with me, creating a dead silence across the theater. It soothes my mind, and puts me into a calmer state.
The jolt of the music brings me to the first step, and then to the next. The melody calls for my nerves to relax and I let myself submerge into the performance. I creak through the dance, twisting my hinges from left to right. My feet sting, and I cringe my teeth holding back a complaint. Spinning my head around to get the perfect pirouette, my neck cracks and sends chills through my bones. I can feel the constant glare of the audience. My heartbeat rises to a swifter beat, and I let out a tight, forced smile. I let the music float my body around the theater. My dainty feet plunge into the stage floor, and take me into the trance of the piece. Throbbing pain electrifies all four of my limbs, making me quiver and quietly let out a trembling groan. At last, I take the spotlight, and soak in the applause, letting a wide smile peek out. At last.