How I found dance again. Part 2.

It's me, Meagan! If you missed the first part of this story, click here.

Part 2:

I started teaching at my Aunt Julies studio right away. By the way, her dance studio is called Julie Moffit school of Ballet. I had to relearn how to tap dance, but ballet and jazz came back very easy.

I would like to say that I was a favorite teacher among my students who ranged from ages 6-8 years old. Yes they were very cute, but also very hyper. So I always tried to make class fun. As teachers, we got to pick the theme for each classes recital piece. I picked Halloween for my little tap dancers :) I included lots of screaming, stomping, and really cute choreography.

The parents always told me how much their little girl loved having me for a teacher. I was very flattered. This continued on for a few years until I overheard one of the parents talking about a drill team coaching position at St. Joseph Catholic High School. This was right up my alley! I was a former Roy High drill team dancer and I considered myself to be a good teacher.

I applied the next day, and I got the job!

Let me tell you, teenagers are a whole different ball park. They were so concerned about status, looks, posessions....please!!! But they were beautiful, intelligent, and really talented.

As their coach, I signed them up for state wide competitions (which they had never participated in). They did VERY well and they ended up with a second place state title. This was so awesome!!!

Life was dandy as a part time coach/dance teacher until the day my husband (at the time) decided to take me to Las Vegas for our four year anniversary. That's when life changed forever.

To be continued :)

Thanks for reading all about the French Kiss journey!!!