chelle007's Journal

Part II of story.

I got in school choir thinking that would help my shyness....but it didn't it only help me posture better,hit higher notes to determine what range i was which was a Sorprano.
I would see t.v shows with singing which made me want to do the same thing but I didn't know where to start or what to do. In my family talents wasn't looked at. The only concerned was not to get pregnant,passon school and stay off drugs.
As a kid I remember getting so sad and jealous of the others girls that had families that took every thing thye did and supported them. Honestly where I come from that didn't happen with a lot of us.
Anything school funded like track,basketball,football etc was the only thing happing. I ran track and played basketball and hated both sports b/c it wasn't what I wanted to do. My thing was singing and gymnastics. My mom did put me in gymnastic for a few weeks and those were tha happiest days of my life. I love gymnastics more than singing. I was so determined to be the best gymnast ever. My idol was Mary Lou Ritten. I remember going to Wal-Mart to get my stuff for the classes. I found a body suit just like the one Mary had on... the American Flag stripes. I was just over whelmed with joy. I knew it was ment for me to do this sport once I found that suit. I bought my gymnast bag and was ready, I actually felt like a real gymanst.
I took classes for a while and seen some of the rich girls that went to my school. Their mouth drop when they seen me, i guess b/c where I come from as they call the lower class or other side of the tracks couldn't afford it.
I felt dam good and was proud no matter where I come from I was going to REPRESENT!!! Yall I can't explain the feeling of joy. I was so excited until I was shaking, I couldn't believe I was actually there.
I loved gymnastic so until my third week there I broke my thumb. My teacher worked us hard but I didn't care b/c this was my life. N E Way he made us do all these diffrent exercises and some on a tramponline. i was doing fine until I did my last flip on the trampoline and landed wrong and broke my thumb. I didn't think anyone noticed so I keep going.
My teacher notice my hesitation and came to see if I was ok. He said he seen how I landed and wanted to look at my arm. Well... I stated tearing up"it wasn't my arm but my wrist and thumb." I knew what the outcome was going to be.