I was playing with my friends in my yard when I ran out into the street and a truck ran over my foot. My parents rushed me to the hospital, but the doctors couldn’t save my severed foot and had to amputate below the knee. “Dancing has been my favourite thing since I was 4. I don’t have part of my leg, but I can’t let that stop me. ” I resumed dancing again in secret and tried for my dance team again. I didn’t want to wait for my prosthetic leg. My insurance did not cover the full costs of my new limb, so the people of Vernal rallied around to help my parents raise funds.
I became fascinated by dance and the music gave me a way to express myself. By the time I was 15; I was selected by the China Disabled People’s Performing art troupe as a dancer and began training to become a professional. I always wanted to own a pair of white dance shoes, but we didn’t have enough money. My mother quit her job to take me around to seek medical help and advice which meant complete dependence on my father’s income of 50 Yuan. He loved me dearly and satisfied my wish on my birthday and bought me a pair of dance shoes. “I held the white dance shoes fearing they might get soiled on the floor, and so I danced on the bed with happy tears flowing in my heart.” I always made sure that I practiced dance every single day which often left me bruised and in pain, but I was determined not to let that stop me. I wore trousers even in summers to hide the scars from my mother and I was able to do so for quite some time. Then, one day she discovered those scars and cried while hugging my tight.
I never gave up dancing and I want people to know that there’s no disability greater than one’s desire and longing of fulfilling his dreams. I have performed globally and have always been warmly welcomed. I understand that I wouldn’t have been able to achieve my dreams if it weren’t for those who gave me the opportunity to bring my talent in front of the world.