Growing up, I hated every girl who could skip. I sat inside at recess, watching all the skippers. No matter how hard I tried or cried, I just. could … n’t. get the steps and … rhy-thm … right. I felt so uncoordinated. So clumsy. My older sister tried to teach me, but my two
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