"Go! Your turn" Yells TC. Uh-oh! Let's just say I'm not the sportiest person in the world. I run, jump, and prepare for the bar to hit my foot. Nothing. I feel my feet land on the hot mat. I made it! How? I feel dazed. I jump off the mat and sit in a line on the itchy grass. The line of success. I keep thinking of the moment.
But I'm not supposed to be good at high jump! So I stand up, wait my turn and when it is my turn, I run, jump and prepare myself for the bar to hit my foot. Before is probably just luck. I can't make it this time! But I stand corrected! I made it! But the next time I don't. I've been trying to convince myself to this day that I just got lucky in my first two jumps.
what you did well- you used good describing words
ReplyDeletewhat you could do better next time- not repeat yourself.