I tried. My sister, Woo Jung Park who is a sixth grader at Pakmun Elementary School in South Korea, started dancing much later than the starting ages of any other dancers. For nearly two years, I unsuccessfully attempted to divert her attention from the Korean Traditional Dance.

I agree with her that dance is a magical experience. It allows one to portray the inner mind beautifully with the heart-throbbing moves. Nonetheless, there are disadvantages. During the summer, I could not resist my frowning at her swollen and nearly deformed feet. I clearly did not want my sister to debilitate both mentally and physically. Then, a single day has revolutionized my mind.

After spending atrocious hours of dancing, my sister finally participated in the 2010 Yewon Arts School Dance Competition. When all the stage lights were focused onto her, my heart and soul paused. Her moves were irresistibly gracious. The fact that she is one of the talented few to preserve the Korean dance tradition furthered my amazement. The eight minutes of her art work still lingers in my mind unforgettably. When her show was over, one of the three judges and I shed our tears.

“I love dancing,” she said. Her passion for this art is unimaginable, and I realized that it was too late to change her route to happiness. She, indeed, has become an unstoppable dancer.