Round and round, up and down.
Her tiny feet jumps over the rope in the rythm of her swinging.
Her face is concentrated and focused.
And incredibly happy.
She shines of pride.
And she announces how many times she has skipped.
And then she starts again.
She skips in the living room, in the kitchen, outside.
The skipping rope is her most loved toy.
She skips to school.
And I run beside her.
Now she skips on one leg, with wide feet, crossed feet...
She never seem to stop.
I watch her and I think to myself:
"Watch and learn from this determined girl. Never give up. Keep on doing what you love and you will get better and better and better. You will grow with your efforts and be proud of your accomplishment. It will make you smile from head to toe."
When you become a grown up it is easy to forget.
When I watch her I remember...