I'll always remember the first time I tried ballet(芭蕾).My mother was a 1 and I wanted to be like her,but after making mistakes during my first class,I wanted to 2 right away.However,I told my mom I couldn't wait to dance again.
My dance teacher announced that we were going to perform in a show.I was afraid of 3 my mom,so I practiced hard for the show.Weeks passed,my dancing didn't get any 4 .Finally,I went to my mom to tell her how I felt.She only laughed and told me she would teach me all she knew about ballet.
My mom quickly discovered how bad at ballet I was,but she still taught me with the greatest 5 love and understanding.When I jumped and fell,she was there to 6 me.When I lost my balance,she held me up.By the time the show 7 I was as prepared as I could be.
Breathing calmly(平静地),I began moving to the music without missing a step.When the music stopped,I 8 the stage(舞台)and laughed in excitement.
My mom gave me a huge hug,telling me how 9 she was.I looked my mom in the eye and told her that there was no way this could have happened without her.I know that my mom will 10 be there to catch me if I fall.
