Tonight you will dance.
You will dance with new friends and many life long companions.
The stage is your canvas.
So much preparation and vision.
Directors who dream.
Parents who put feet to those dreams.
Year after year.
Challenges to move out side your comfort zone.
To gain confidence in the woman God is creating you to be.
And this weekend we celebrate all of you.
The beauty of the Vermont Youth Dancers.
A community created to promote theater and dance.
A place to grow and learn.
To be challenged and inspired.
You will dance, "Between the Raindrops."
The Journey to Oz; fictitious.
Yet so symbolic.
Many of you will head off to your "future" as you graduate.
This; your final Show.
The memories swirl and gratitude permeates.
Support when our world fell apart.
Our hands held tightly.
This is the way of this group.
So, tonight we celebrate, again, all the hard work.
The gift of dance.
It is a gift.
Cultivated and nurtured.
Encouraged and set free.
The twelve gates were twelve pearls, each gate made of a single pearl.
The great street of the city was of gold, as pure as transparent glass.
Tonight the yellow brick road will span before you and all your cast mates.
There is but one choice that echoes through all eternity.
One choice to say yes.
To dance on the streets that are Golden.
For all of eternity.
Dance well my dears.
You are precious to me.
I have loved watching you all emerge.
Bringing your unique traits to the stage.
Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old,
he will not depart from it.