Miss Jessie Revised

I was three when I started dancing and my dance teacher would always help me to make sure I was doing the right thing. We were getting ready to go on stage for my first recital in June of 1999. We are finally on stage and the curtains open, we start to do the dance that we had learned since January of 1999. The teacher was with us on stage. Suddenly, the lights went off and closed the curtains. The crew had their flashlights to light the way for the teachers, so they could grab the students and bring them off to the side. They only did this, so they could get the lights back on. All I can remember is that my best friend and I was standing together. Miss Jessie came and grabbed both of our hands and lead us both to the side of the stage. She stood with us until the lights came back on. Once the lights finally came back on, we proceeded with the dance, back from the beginning. 

Even though she was a teacher, I always felt that Miss Jessie was like a big sister to me. I remember that she also treated me like a little sister, which made our relationship even better. Miss Jessie helped me, my younger sister, my best friend Cassie, and her younger sister to dance. I danced for 15 years and Miss Jessie was the one who taught me how to dance the most. We had great times together we would sit in the back room in the dance studio and laugh. My mom helped in the office at the studio on Saturdays while me and my sister danced.  

My sister and I would be at the studio for a long time on Saturdays. When I was in class there would be one of the assistants would come upstairs and ask me what I wanted to eat for lunch. When the assistant and the teacher came back with the food I would still be in class.