Part 3
After I made the first cut at my very first Disney audition, we were escorted to a holding room. I sat with the other dancers who had already danced while that huge line of women behind me had their chance to dance. After a while, we were brought back into the rehearsal hall. This time they collected our applications as we entered the room. I actually said, “Sorry about that.” as I handed it to her. She laughed.
The choreographer yelled, “Spread out the best you can.” It was crowded but we all fit. I wiggled to the back hoping to hide. I just wanted to have fun. We learned another basic Disney routine - a lot of skipping, waving, and energy.
This time when we were done learning, we all took a seat on the side of the room. A group of 3 or 4 people (a show director and choreographers) were sitting at a table at the front of the room - our jury. Then, 5 numbers were called. Those five women would dance. They would switch places and then dance again. When they were done dancing, they would stand there in the middle of the floor as the jury whispered about them. Then, they would be dismissed.
My turn came and I can’t tell you where I go when I dance, but I found myself there again. I returned back to the rehearsal hall to switch places. I danced again, floated to that other place and returned to watch them whisper about me. It is the strangest feeling to know they are sitting there whispering about you. Sometimes they just nod in your direction and sometimes they just point. It's bizarre.
I didn’t know what to do with my arms. I folded my arms. That felt wrong, so I put them by my sides. Nope, weird. So, I grasped my hands behind my back. I was so very fidgety, I just had no idea what to do with myself. After what seemed like an eternity, they dismissed us to sit down and I rushed quickly to my spot on the floor.
When everyone finished dancing, they called a bunch of numbers. My number wasn’t in that list. Well, it was fun while it lasted. “If we called your number, thank you for coming today. That is all we will need. If you made it this far we would really like to see you at another audition.”
Then about half of the women left. It suddenly felt a lot emptier and I knew I couldn’t hide any longer. There would be no more wiggling to the back of the room. Then suddenly and surprisingly they started calling another list of numbers. This time there it was “254”. They must have just forgotten to call me with the cut list. After they finished that list they said, “Ok, if your number was just called please join us in the rehearsal hall next door, if your number wasn’t called please stay here to learn a different routine.”
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