Hi. My name is Ellie Kolvereid and I am fifteen years old. I go to school at Steamboat Springs High School and am in the scholarship program at Elevation Dance Studio. I started dance about 2 years ago, when my two best friends started talking about how much fun it was. Enthralled, I signed up for summer classes and was immediately hooked. I loved the challenge it was then, and still is to this day! I loved learning new technique, skills, and moves. I was enchanted by how my body could move through the music.
After that summer, I started taking more and more classes. Jazz, Ballet, Modern, Tap, Hip Hop, Jazz Funk, Contemporary, Locking, etc. Every style was so different and expressive. I also met the most wonderful friends that I have still, to this day. We are truly all a family, and we push each other to go further, dance harder, and laugh more. The teachers are so fantastic and I am blessed to have the opportunity to learn from them each and every day.
I love dance. I love that I have found something that makes me, me! The studio is my second home, my peers are my second family, and dance is like a second pair of lungs, set in my chest allowing me to breathe. I wouldn't be who I am without dance. I couldn't imagine a day where I ask myself “When did I get that bruise?” or “I swear I had a hundred bobby pins yesterday”. I love performing, after working so hard. I love when I show myself that I can do things I didn't think I was capable of doing!
Unfortunately, this October they found a tumor in my dad's brain. The tumor is categorized as a glioblastoma multiforme, stage four. They did surgery, and as of today, he drives to Edwards five days a week to receive radiation, and takes a chemotherapy pill every night. My dad has always been one of my biggest supporters, and even now, when he is sick and tired, he never fails to come into my room before I go to sleep to tell me what an amazing dancer I am. My dad is my biggest role model. And when I'm nervous for a big recital or audition, I know he will be out in the crowd, cheering louder than anyone.
I need to dance. I need it to breath the air in my lungs. I need it to show my dad that he is fighting so hard so that he can see me grow as a dancer. I want to show him that even though our world has turned upside-down, one thing has continued to stay steady for me; dance. I will never stop dancing, no matter what life throws my way. I love to dance; it's what I do. I will be dancing when I am old beyond my years, because dance fills me with pure joy. I want my dad to be proud of me, and I want to be proud of myself. I need to keep dancing and keep working my hardest to reach my dreams of becoming a professional dancer.