> I wanted so much to be a cheerleader when I was in high school. The had
> a trampoline that I was dying to try. They turned me down with no
> explanation. To this day I cry when I think about it.
Do you like living? If they had they allowed you to use the trampoline you could be dead today. A bad combination - a natural athlete trapped in an obese body. On your first jump you soar high. But you know you can go higher. Every time you come down you bounce back up higher and higher. 30 feet high. Then down again. Only this time the trampoline can't take it anymore. It gives out. A giant hole ripped straight through the middle of the canvass. Students and teachers rush to the scene.
"She was up there really high. I never thought a fat person like her could do it. I was in awe. On the last bounce she came down hard but delicate - a true artist - but it was simply too much for the tramp'."
A teacher cuts in. "Hold on here, who's pulling my leg? I don't see any body here."
The trampoline is pulled away. "Oh my God, where did she go?", they cry as one, gazing down into a very small hole, the kind a bullet creates at the point of entry, then getting down as one and scooping away the concrete and dirt below till finally someone yells, "There she is, I think I've found her", a good 10 feet beneath the paved surface.
Some who knew her well say if she were alive she'd tell her rescuers to, "Please, just leave me where I am." That's the kind of gal she was. Live and let live. Taking it as it comes. Dealing with the highs and lows of life easy come easy go style. Yep that was Judith alright. Oh by the way, did I tell you she's Jewish? I think she'd want you to know that.