Wednesday, 30 September 2009
There isn't anything that's not important.
Your toes must be pointed, knees locked, buttocks clenched to the edge of pain.
Ribs arch, torso elongates to an elegance impossible elsewhere.
Shoulders extended, you glare at your hands.
So much for the easy part, and truly, it is easy;
you need only get there and freeze the parts into place,
then a corner of your brain will keep them cold while you turn inward, to the challenge.
No one but another gymnast would guess that it lies in the pressure from ten whorled pads, in the hinge between hand and forearm.
Adjusting by microns, fingertip, wrist, you play as a child,
gravity the most beautiful of toys.
You could stay up forever,
the world inverted but in such perfect balance that coming down is like a small deaththe line breaks,
your feet touch the mat, your spine reclaims its ordinary curves;
you are dull and mortal as before.
Linda Sue Park
(first published in Atlanta Review, Spring/Summer 2000)
Saturday, 26 September 2009
Thursday, 24 September 2009
Wednesday, 23 September 2009
Tuesday, 22 September 2009
Wednesday, 16 September 2009
Sunday, 13 September 2009
The windows may not sparkle completely, there'll be streaks and demarkation lines where she couldn't reach any higher.... but she has such a great time. She'll have a serious look on her face, occasionally she sticks her tongue out in concentration and she always looks really proud when she's done. So who am I to spoil that with a "Oh, but it's a bit streaky" or "You missed a bit". So I don't. I just enjoy watching her and hugging her afterwards.
Saturday, 12 September 2009
Friday, 11 September 2009
Sunday, 6 September 2009
The party on Friday was a blast! The girls dressed up in their finery, including feather boas and sunglasses (I bought a really cheap joblot on eBay. Gotta love eBay) and bead necklaces. They all looked very fancy.
There was dancing, of course there was dancing! But we also did some craft. I had bought paper cutout girls for them to decorate and they set to work armed with scrapbooking paper, bed trim, ribbons, sequins and textas.
"Serena's School of Extrememly Fancy Manners" had a session where Madame Serena taught the girls proper curtsying and walking tall with a book on the head. They were "presented" to the queen (birthday girl). Very fancy.
It was a great day....though there was sadly not much photo coverage since my camera (phone) was also busy being the source of party music. The wonders of modern technology...