Dani's Maybe Daily Blog

By far the earliest memory I have of music was in preschool. I went to this really small preschool called The Little Red Schoolhouse in Florida. We were a very wild group of kids and when nap time rolled around, it was a nightmare. The teachers couldn’t calm us down even hours after trying. One day, one of the staff showed up with a bulky radio. When nap time rolled around, she plugged it in and got the tunes rolling. I don’t remember any of the names of the songs, but they weren’t nursery songs. More like slow breathy love songs. That’s the best way I can describe it. A guy would sing some deep heartfelt line and in her high voice, the female would respond. It’s a very distant memory but sometimes when I hear something similar it takes me straight back.  I don’t even know what genre of music it fits under, but I do know that was probably my first recollection I have of music. Other early memories I have are when I would jam with my grandma. In particular, the song “Glamorous” ...

 Sports had always been a part of life. I constantly rotated through different sports when I was younger, trying to get a feel for everything to discover what I truly enjoyed. I tried basketball for 3 years, gymnastics for 2, swim for 3 years, cheerleading for 1 year, dance for 1 year, and heck I even tried karate for a solid two lessons before quitting. None of those were for me. Soccer and softball were for me. Softball had given me decent reflexes and a good arm, well along with playing dodgeball literally every day for a year during elementary school. I have been playing softball for 6 years but I think I’m done. Now soccer I have been playing for about 9 years. I really enjoy it and soccer has given me mad leg strength, agility (kind of), and again fast reflexes. However, I have never been to happy with the soccer programs that our area has to offer. I started playing soccer for the park district in 1 st grade and played with them until 6 th grade. I then moved to our lo...

  My name is Danielle. I’ve had that name since birth and I’ve always had a pretty good relationship with it. My family has a tradition of using the mom’s middle name as the first-born daughter’s name, usually with a different spelling. For example, my grandma's middle name is Rise and my mom's name is Reesa (they are pronounced the same).  My mom's middle name is Danyel and mine is Danielle (again, pronounced the same). So, I guess, it’s really the grandparents that name the baby. Anyhow, I like my name because it is unique, but not too unique. My name isn’t as common as Emma or Mary or Katherine, but it is still common enough to find on a keychain at a souvenir shop. Sometimes I do wish that it had a special meaning to the family, but it was really picked because it sounded good. At a younger age, I kind of felt that my name was too masculine, probably because it was too similar to the name Daniel. Just two letters didn’t make it feel that different. Sometimes kids wo...