Moments of Memories

The momentum of flight

         She is a pint sized dynamo. Tumbles of curls and big blue eyes. She watches the scoreboard. She WANTS those 9's to flash on the scoreboard. An accumulation of nine's tells her she has reached that magic number she has been striving for all through this competitive season, a 36.

         Despite her young age, she is determined to master the vault. She runs like a child possessed; there is a new look of grit and determination on her face. She is focused. Focused on nothing but that vault in front of her. There is a seriousness to this run we have not witnessed before. In an instant she is airborne and over the vault, landing on two feet, taking a slight step. She smiles and salutes.

         She wants to win - or at least see that 9! She knows this one was good!