Amelia stood at the edge of the diving board, her arms stretched out on either side of her body. It was Amelia's first junior diving championships. She felt all the pressure on her to do well in this second dive. Her first dive was a
borderline case which made her coach somewhat disappointed at her performance. However, there was no time to think of the previous jump now. She had to put her heart into this dive and give it her best shot.
Amelia put up a brave and confident posture but her legs felt like jelly. She took her time to get her position correct on the high dive platform. She saw her coach sitting along the wooden bench. Her coach was looking up at her expectantly. The thought that her coach looked more jittery than she made Amelia smile a little. Amelia went through her dive sequence and took a deep breath. She jumped.
A triple twist and into the water with a neat, clean splash! Amelia felt her heart soar as she dropped deeper into the pool from her dive. She knew that she had done well. She heard loud cheers from the crowd and was reminded that her whole family was there to watch her dive. The pool water streamed down her face as she surfaced and got out of the pool. Her coach and team mates rushed to congratulate her near perfect dive. Amelia was
radiant with joy. She was only too happy.
When the scores appeared on the screen, she had lost only three points in total. There was hope yet for the top three medals of the championships. In her towelling robe, Amelia sat smiling on the bench to have a sip of water. She had just one more high dive to go before the final scores were calculated. She was more confident now.