We All Make Mistake
We have all made mistakes it is part of being human, but there is always that one mistake you make that turns into an unwanted life lesson. When life knocks you down you get up and brush of the dirt and keep moving forward- Sounds a little cliché but it’s true. I do this all the time. I yearn for the thrilling adventure that can make me cringe in fear or tear up in laughter.
Every day I am flung into the air spinning, twirling and kicking my body. Coming down I put trust into three people hoping their hands are ready to catch me. As they put trust into me that I won’t injure them as my body falls 8 feet from the ground. Every single movement must be precise or everything we have worked for will mean nothing. In the world of cheerleading being a flyer is nowhere near an easy task.
It is February 3rd, 2009 my team and I have just arrived to competition and are about to perform.
“Power All- Stars you may take the mat” The announcer screamed. For a mere minute I try to take in everything going on around me the blinding camera flashes, the hundreds of screaming fans, our competition only a few feet away, and the judges with nothing but a red pens ready to mark every movement we make. The judge’s eyes lock on to the mat and they look with a blank expression. Almost as if they knew I wasn’t ready.
“Aaliyah! Let’s go we can do this” My coach yelling.
Running on the 42 by 56 blue mat sends chills down my spine. I am the point of our diamond formation.
“Power all- Stars you may began” the announcer yelled. My heart began to race and butterflies in my stomach began to flutter. We begin with the opening stunt a back tuck full. Stepping one foot at a time into my bases hands my nervous hit me like a ton of bricks and I have lost all my concentration. Then suddenly I am thrown into the air and no longer in their hands. I forgot everything I had learned. The first rules of cheerleading: always smile and never let your nerves get to you. I did my back tuck but I
Every day I am flung into the air spinning, twirling and kicking my body. Coming down I put trust into three people hoping their hands are ready to catch me. As they put trust into me that I won’t injure them as my body falls 8 feet from the ground. Every single movement must be precise or everything we have worked for will mean nothing. In the world of cheerleading being a flyer is nowhere near an easy task.
It is February 3rd, 2009 my team and I have just arrived to competition and are about to perform.
“Power All- Stars you may take the mat” The announcer screamed. For a mere minute I try to take in everything going on around me the blinding camera flashes, the hundreds of screaming fans, our competition only a few feet away, and the judges with nothing but a red pens ready to mark every movement we make. The judge’s eyes lock on to the mat and they look with a blank expression. Almost as if they knew I wasn’t ready.
“Aaliyah! Let’s go we can do this” My coach yelling.
Running on the 42 by 56 blue mat sends chills down my spine. I am the point of our diamond formation.
“Power all- Stars you may began” the announcer yelled. My heart began to race and butterflies in my stomach began to flutter. We begin with the opening stunt a back tuck full. Stepping one foot at a time into my bases hands my nervous hit me like a ton of bricks and I have lost all my concentration. Then suddenly I am thrown into the air and no longer in their hands. I forgot everything I had learned. The first rules of cheerleading: always smile and never let your nerves get to you. I did my back tuck but I