flying high
when i was a little girl i dreamed i could fly all the time. i did ballet because i could tour jete on stage and i was on point when i turned nine years of age. i had balance and i could jump which gave me an advantage when cheerleading try outs came around. i made the varsity competition squad and i was the only one from my grade. it was because i was small and they needed somebody to toss around. i was light enough for two girls to clasp their wrists like a basket then i would jump off of their fists as they tossed me in the air. at the peak of about twenty feet i would spread my legs to touch my toes and then cradle my body for them to catch me. there’s a mount called a liberty where you stand on the hands of two girls holding one of your feet and your other leg is bent so your foot touches your knee. the bases arms extended over their heads and i was above everyone with my arms in a v smiling and yelling go team.