Mistake that change my life
When I was inpreschool up to 5th grade I practiced gymnastics, it was my favorite thing to do. I practiced from 4:00 to 7:00 pm every weekday, and inSaturdays I practiced all morning with a special professor that was a professional in that area. I was always eager to learn a new thing:how to do a fly, jumps, cartwheel and all sorts of things that would make me a better gymnast. My teacher was a retired gymnast, sheknew a lot of moves that would make me improve and I always offered to do the jumps. One day, when I was on a floor exercise, I tried todo a double jump in the air, thing that I already have done, but with the professor looking out for me, when I was doing it, it cameall wrong and I fell on my knee. First it didn´t hurt too much, but when it cool, my knee was hurting a lot, so my mo
m brought me tothe hospital and the doctors said that it was a fracture, but with some rehab it would be fine. Years passed and it didn´t go away. I hadto give up my dream to be an Olympic gymnast. For that little mistake my life now is far away from what I had imagined back then.
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