I was 12 years old when the National Urdd Eisteddfod took place in Carmarthenshire in 2007. Every year, my primary school would compete in the Can Actol - a musical-type competition, as if our lives depended on it. For many of us - including myself, this would be our last year competing in this competition before heading to secondary school.
We had spent months practising and rehearsing all the songs and all the dance routines. We had made it through every round and now had reached the finals on the national level. To say I was anxious beforehand was an understatement.
As I stood there backstage with my friends, all dressed in crazy costumes and makeup all over our faces, I was sick with nerves. My heart was in my throat, my body was trembling and my mind was numb. Before I knew it we were called up on stage.
