As a child I loved skipping a rope. It was easy to jump. My favorite pastime was climbing trees, and jumping from low branches, and walls. Playing with the other girls I enjoyed skipping a rope when you are playing against others –as to who will skip the longest. 

 I was happy to see a skipping rope in my son’s apartment. I tried to skip. My feet had lost their co-ordination. My reflexes had gone real slow. My jumping and the rope was at loggerheads.

I was alone, otherwise it would have been embarrassing if someone was watching me.




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