Thank you Eleanor!
Recently, I read a book about Eleanor Roosevelt. It was one of the standard books you might see today. A semi-decent writer spent a year exploring the life of Eleanor Roosevelt. We have seen this theme before. I loved learning about her (Eleanor). She was constantly learning, evolving and challenging herself. Within the book, the author decides to do something which makes her scared/afraid each day. I didn't want to cheapen the experience, so I decided to take on one big challenge. When I was younger, I was not coordinated. I still am not. I could not master a jumping jack until I was a teen. Neen, my older sister, would say I never did. When gym class did jump rope relays I was picked last. In my mind, I wanted to be a beautiful ballerina. I did not have the opportunity when I was younger. Now, I am aware of how much a lack. I decided to embrace Eleanor's challenge and take an adult ballet class. What a learning opportunity. Hands, feet, arms, thighs and head