It was Monday morning when I woke up. Gymnastics! I thought, as I walked down the hall to eat breakfast. I started to think what my routine was. Beam routine: candlestick, arabesque, forward roll, high jump - what else? I thought as I spread jam over my waffle.
On the way to the gymnastics meet, I tried to remember what came after high jump. Luckily, I didn't have to remember a bar routine or a floor routine. We are The Beam Gals, competing with The Flips (on bars) and The Cartwheeling Queens (on floor).
I finally got to the place where we would perform. I still couldn't remember what came after high jump! First up was The Flips, then The Cartwheeling Queens, then finally, "Beam Gals, you're up!" said our coach, and we were on!
We all jumped on the balance beam and all at the same time we candlesticked, then lightly arabesqued, and right when we were about to do our high jump, BAM! It hit me. We were supposed to do a handstand, then a twirl, and then our pose! And we did! The crowd bursted with ovation! We were awarded first prize and that was the happiest time of my life.
The End
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