Monday, September 22, 2008

Ginger Cookies Good For Dogs?

A Sara.

Though I repeat every day, I do not think he really understood how proud of her.
Despite what they say and believe, the other she is my gymnastics. I took it that he was 6 six and I've seen the rough. I believe in it now, even when others told me no. And I never stopped believing in her, even when the disease has held steady for five months.
All, too, believed that it would come back to the first. So I took her hand, we have taken to mano, e abbiamo ricominciato quasi tutto da capo. Io l'ho guidata ma lei si è fidata di me. E la crisalide è diventata farfalla. In lei vedo la ginnasta che vorrei sempre avere, non perfetta ma disposta a provare. Vedo finalmente una ginnastina vera, una di quelle che finisce i movimenti con il naso all'insù, che lavora con le gambe e le braccia tese. Lei è il mio orgoglio e la mia gioia. E' la ricopensa più bella a tutto il lavoro di quest'estate.
Sono fiera di essere stata la tua guida per un pezzo di strada. Non avrei voluto fare con nessun'altro al mondo tutto quello che ho fatto quest'estate. Dai compiti, alla palestra, ai discorsi seri fino a quelli divertenti, alle bamboline, alle notti sleepless trying to navigate through the tears to the talks without a bed. Thank you trusted me. Thanks for watching over the street and thank you for every hug, every single kiss, every smile. Thank you for every single moment spent together.
I love you so much, my little princess!

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Biggest Sharks Caught On Camera

... If I Work Hard Enough ...

"When you're a young gymnast, the bar has Already Been very high in September. Nadia Was first to show to the world a perfect ten. Not once, But seven times.
She reminds me That if I work hard enough there's a change, for just one moment That PERFECTION IS POSSIBLE. "

This is one of my favorite audience. I think it's perfect. My two favorite gymnasts of all time, that of the past and the present, working together. I could ask for more? Nothing ...
Once this fact was advertising for the Athens Olympics, laughed amused to hear that no one knew who this ginnastina blonde who could not deface close to Comaneci. "It 's the Liukin! Has genes from samples and is too small for the senior competitions but you hear very soon ..." I said at all. For me, that I knew well it was impossible to miss. I knew that che dicevo.
Nastia l'ho scoperta nel 2002, quando ancora non era nessuno, quando neache Carly era ancora quella dell'olimpiade. Lo vista sulla trave e ho pensato: She will be the next big thing. La stoffa del campione la si riconosce subito. Lo vedi quando c'è quel qualcosa in più che distingue gli dei dai comuni mortali. Lei aveva intrinseca quella dote che pochi hanno di rendere perfetto l'impossibile. All'epoca era ancora un diamante grezzo eppure si vedeva già il luccichio delle cose speciali.
Poi il tempo è passato e lei è diventata la campionessa olimpica..

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Remove From Play Deck 2010

Welcome to my life...

Quando ero piccola mio padre mi portava sempre con lui in palestra. All'epoca aveva a combination of gymnastics and I, forced to watch, I started to imitate the older girls. There is a sharp reminder of the beginning. Rather there is a feeling that the gym there's always been in my life. There was even before I started to have memory.
I remember I was fascinated by these little girls are able to see the world upside down and then I started to do well myself. I loved starmene upside down to scan the world upside down. And then I remember that I felt every single movement indefinitely. I lost count of the bruises that I got forced to fall, the broken things at home (but mom, I can assure you that this time, the network of your bed is not the route I have to force to jump on it! Deny! Always deny! Even before the evidence ... Who do you think has broken the glass of the window? The elf of the woods? : P), made of tears because I could not own anything, the frightened cries of my mother saw me climbing everywhere to try something. Who did this sport knows what I'm talking about ...
At 12 I decided to stop flying upside down by problemini forced back. I thought I had closed the gym and instead of a few days later began the '92 Olympics. Those of Gutsu of Chussovitina of Boginskaja of Lissenko of Milosovici of Miller, dell'Onodi and Scherb. Those days I realized what was really the gym. I realized that they were simply Soviet space and that this, their was the gym that I liked: lots of difficulties but also of grace and beauty. They were the ones that make it easy to impossible, were those who had the lines of dancers, the right strength and power combined with perfect mobility. They were those who danced from one diagonal to another as beautiful butterflies born to fly. All the others were only school that performed the task assigned.
In those days I learned what I liked. I understand that there is no life without gymnastics. That does not necessarily need it to be happy and that the world upside down you can also see through the eyes of the other gymnasts. And you can also be happy practicing.
After '92 I discovered Comaneci, the Kim, the Čáslavská the Latynina, the Korbut and all the others. And then came the PC, internet, pictures and youtube and I have seen and done everything that I did not know, everything that I could not see or experience directly.
Today the gym has changed, my love for her no.
train today, I started to train well, because the day will come when I can no longer own it but in the meantime I will take this moment, and I continue to realize my dreams, the ones that I set in a summer evening of ' 92. It happens that this sport will take you to the soul and steals. It takes you into a world where the laws of physics do not exist, takes you into the air and back down when you leave six distorted and out of breath.
Nothing is like gymnastics, its history and its gymnasts. Nothing ever will give me the same emotions.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

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The days go by ...

A MONTH AND A HALF AFTER ...

are in school.
Last hour of today.
German. Last
hour lesson before the class test.
I have no fear or excitement.
I've never had before class assignments, even when I had not studied. I can always
cevarmela.
Time flows in the same way, but I do not understand why sometimes it seems that instead of running and sometimes it seems that the clock efforts to move forward.
14:15 am the ...
Here summer is now long over.
The trees are changing color, autumn breeze ruffles my hair every day, the morning if I look out the window ... I see only mist.
But where are they over?
Another week of school, and finally reach the long-awaited vacation. BERLIN
here I come! A month and a half
has passed.
I feel good here.
I met great people who make me laugh ... I love to laugh!
Although the parties (or as they say, at a party), as I'm in the group, laughing, talking, joking ... I feel that I'm missing something, or rather someone. Those
that no one can ever replace. They
. Unique
.
Oguna with its faults and its virtues.
They, my friends.
My thoughts are with them today.
Like every day, smiling when I look at our photos.
I'm happy.
happy to have had the courage to be up on that bus, the courage to begin this new experience.
And for this I thank my parents who always support me and that I have left off.
Mom, Dad, I'm growing.
The girl I was is going and what you see is a woman.
And I guess, you two, white hair, sitting on the couch with my dog, the album of our photos in hand, browse the smiling and happy for what I and my brother we have become today, thanks to you!
14.30 pm ...
20 minutes and yet another day is nearly past.
And tomorrow ... WHAT WILL 'TO ME?

Monday, September 8, 2008

Best Dvds To Record On For 2009

LOVE OR NOT TO LOVE? AND 'THIS IS THE DILEMMA!

THAT NIGHT.

Him is beautiful, but sad.

She is a fantastic person.

the night of his birthday.

Stolen Kisses in the dark of night, those words whispered not to be heard: "I love you."

Your eyes that were being sought, they looked, those looks were worth more than 1000parole, but they are sad.

Sad because you can not love you in the sunlight, because the her family does not want.

you danced, you were fantastic ...

Your eyes cried, "Why '?"

I'm sorry but I can not answer, I can not help you, or maybe you ask the wrong person.

She's gone, it was already night, he is off at all.

He sat at that table, beer in hand and staring at one point.

I do not like seeing people suffer, my instinct leads me to help them, because I can not do it myself, then I do with others.

Non so cosa vuol dire non poter stare con la persona che si ama.

E’ tutto così complicato!

Opporsi alle famiglie,bè con le parole è semplice,ma farlo con i fatti…poi bisogna pagare tutte le conseguenze.

Stare tra due fuochi è anche dura,ma se non si trova una soluzione,a te amica mia,se non sai scegliere,sacrifica il tuo amore per lui,dimenticalo,e vivi la tua vita!

Sarà dura,ma la vita è ogni giorno una nuova battaglia!

Almeno te hai avuto il coraggio di pronunciare quelle parole:”ich liebe dich”,io non ho avuto even the balls to do this!

And I swear I regret it bitterly!

Sometimes I think about it, if only I did ... maybe now we'll be together ... but you see I've suffered a lot, it hurts me even today ... but now when I think ... smile.

Certainly the two situations, mine and yours, can not be compared, we live in different worlds, but love, that feeling that makes your heart beat is the same all over the world!



Tuesday, September 2, 2008

I Dont Want My Fiance's Colleagues At The Wedding

an impossible life

TURKEY-GERMANY ... ONE WAY. A life lived under the veil, beneath the decisions made by men.
Women what are they?
are human beings too! And they have the same right to live life as commoners.
a better life.
family fled Turkey to seek work in Germany.
Germany.
new customs, different culture, way of dressing, eating and thinking.
IO, TU;
BARBARA, MELISA;
ITALIAN, TURKISH,
free, not free to live, to love the person who makes your heart beat.
A life lived under the moonlight.
"No I can not ... If you come to know other Turks, talk talk and then ... it happens a casino.Il problem is not my parents, they have adjusted to living here ... the problem is the other !
What a life of shit!
You were there beside me, sitting at the table with us 4 more Turkish girls, you talk about your difficulties to live a life as free people.
Your eyes looked at me transparencies, were about to burst into tears of rage.
not you will never fully understand, partly because I do not live your difficulties, but believe me, I know how you feel!
ANGER, ANGER, ANGER a lot of anger.
You want to go away from here, you do well.
Far away where nobody knows you, where you can love the person that makes you feel butterflies in the stomach, when you see a shiver runs through the body, and you can go around the city embraced him.
That boy, color, Italian or German is not importa.Quel guy that you love and that I will not impose your culture.
LIVE YOUR LIFE THE BEST!
traditions should be followed, but everything has its limits.
live in Germany, remember, not in Turkey.
Here everything is different!

I LOVE YOU!