The first tentative toe touches the brazen ice,
Audience holding their breath, as she pushes away,
She looked like Bambi as she made her way to the edge
Of a rink all ready for a fight, for competition
Fiercer than a lion’s brawl. Ferociously,
They pick up speed and soon they’re flying.
That little girl, so dainty in her leotard
Is fearless as she hits the triple toe loop and
We exhale, we cheer, we say we knew it all along,
She was destined for the gold, a champion
In the body of a child, a fighter,
A master of the art.
I sometimes watch the ice skating on TV and I wonder how someone who looks so dainty can do something that requires so much strength and bravery. Furthermore, they make it look like a breeze.
You see it in all areas of life and I don’t know if I have a ‘thing’ that I make look easy. I remember my coach watching me when I was a swimmer and saying that he could sit and watch me all day, so I suppose that may count.
The truth is that it takes years and years to get to that point where it looks effortless. Those little Russian skaters have been doing that since they were three; that’s why they can do those tricks and make it look easy.
I was lucky enough to watch a lady teach English Lit today and she was like this. She was an older lady and she didn’t seem to have much spring in her step. I was worried that observing her for two and a half hours was going to be unbearable. However, watching her was something to behold. I was entranced.
I got the impression she has taught for many years, but one day I hope that I can be a real life grown up teacher like her.