My favorite hobby is to dance ballet, my dream was to become a ballet dancer, yet this dream was too far away from the cruel reality. My leg was just isn’t made for ballet, no matter how hard I tried, it felt like I’m getting farther and farther away from my dream. Mother taught me to dance, I’ve always wanted to let her see me shine on the stage, but it seemed like an impossible goal. Father told me to forgot about my dream, he said I should be a swimmer, he said that is where I’m talented, swimming should be where I truly use my perseverance on. I know I can’t stop moving forward to the cruel society as I age. Now I’m at the moment, I’m on the stage, my last show. I hopped high to the sky and landed like a beautiful swan. I had no idea how much I could still last without error, I just keep trying as hard as I can, but my luck has run out, I made a fatal error, I tripped over my leg and fell. On the back of the stage, I cried like a baby whose looking for mommy. The show was excellent for every single dancers except for me. Father taught me a lesson when I was young, he said we can’t accomplish everything thing we want, life was cruel, merciless, even devastating, but life still have to continue, living in the past would only hurt us more. I left my ballet shoe in my closet and started to look for an actual job. A year later I got a new career as a taxi driver, it sure wasn’t as great as ballet, but I still need to do it for a living. I leave behind my dream and began a new, realistic life.