My First And Last Contortion Show
Just the other day I am watching a TV show, from my favorite channel, of people who have amazing contortion skills.
Sitting on a sofa, I feel I want to imitate what they are doing.
So, I stand up straight. Bend my body forward as slow as I can without folding my legs. The first girl in the show clips her neck behind her legs in a snap. I barely makes 90 degrees bend and I feel my back ache. Contortion trick is a pain in the ass, I said to myself. I feel my body heat and I begin to perspire.
I sit and relax. The first girl completed her exhibition and run towards the back stage while the second girl moves forward to display another acrobatic skills. I run to the fridge to get a glass of cold water as the host interviews the second girl.
“When did you learn or discover your talent as a contortionist,” asked the host.
“I’ve learned this skill since I was in grade school,” said the girl.
“Did you learn it by yourself?”
“Yes. Everytime I dropped something, I would pick it up without bending my legs. At first, I was afraid I will break my backbones but it did not happen. So I try some other bendings and flexings.”
“And what are those? OK ladies and gentlemen let’s watch her perform another exciting body contortions.”
I put the glass of water on the table and watch her closely. This time I have no plan of imitating her. If the first girl bend her body forward, this girl does the reverse. She curves her back down the back of her feet like a reverse rain drop. Wow! The audience clap their hands and I close my open mouth.
I lay my back on the sofa and all of a sudden the host is calling my name -- to come on stage. I almost jump off my feet from the sofa when I saw myself entering the stage. On the stage, I lay myself facing the floor. I also curve my back so both my feet and head meet in the air.
I press my hand on my mouth. That’s impossible! But on TV I am showing the people another unbelievable body contortion. They are watching my unusual strength on a handstand where my feet is up in the air -- holding a bow and an arrow. My left feet stretch the string while my right feet holds the bow. I let go of the arrow. The string gives a loud twang. The arrow fly smoothly and slowly in the air. There is writing on the arrow head. It reads: “To hell with ambitious contortionist.”
The arrow hits the target. And the target was me. And the arrow was the remote control of my TV.
Sitting on a sofa, I feel I want to imitate what they are doing.
So, I stand up straight. Bend my body forward as slow as I can without folding my legs. The first girl in the show clips her neck behind her legs in a snap. I barely makes 90 degrees bend and I feel my back ache. Contortion trick is a pain in the ass, I said to myself. I feel my body heat and I begin to perspire.
I sit and relax. The first girl completed her exhibition and run towards the back stage while the second girl moves forward to display another acrobatic skills. I run to the fridge to get a glass of cold water as the host interviews the second girl.
“When did you learn or discover your talent as a contortionist,” asked the host.
“I’ve learned this skill since I was in grade school,” said the girl.
“Did you learn it by yourself?”
“Yes. Everytime I dropped something, I would pick it up without bending my legs. At first, I was afraid I will break my backbones but it did not happen. So I try some other bendings and flexings.”
“And what are those? OK ladies and gentlemen let’s watch her perform another exciting body contortions.”
I put the glass of water on the table and watch her closely. This time I have no plan of imitating her. If the first girl bend her body forward, this girl does the reverse. She curves her back down the back of her feet like a reverse rain drop. Wow! The audience clap their hands and I close my open mouth.
I lay my back on the sofa and all of a sudden the host is calling my name -- to come on stage. I almost jump off my feet from the sofa when I saw myself entering the stage. On the stage, I lay myself facing the floor. I also curve my back so both my feet and head meet in the air.
I press my hand on my mouth. That’s impossible! But on TV I am showing the people another unbelievable body contortion. They are watching my unusual strength on a handstand where my feet is up in the air -- holding a bow and an arrow. My left feet stretch the string while my right feet holds the bow. I let go of the arrow. The string gives a loud twang. The arrow fly smoothly and slowly in the air. There is writing on the arrow head. It reads: “To hell with ambitious contortionist.”
The arrow hits the target. And the target was me. And the arrow was the remote control of my TV.
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