Just a Girl

‘I can’t believe it, I’m actually going to do this’, I think as I’m about to climb into the cockpit. ‘I can do this’. Although, my breathing is starting to get heavier, I can hear myself ‘No this is stupid! You’re Sophie, simple Sophie, a girl from the country, whose mother died because her own father killed her.

Thoughts are rapidly rushing through my head right now. As I start to gain altitude – ‘ You are weird, the odd one out, you’re just Sophie’.

‘No! ‘ I calm myself and remember, young girls are depending on me, the world is depending on me, Women’s rights are depending on me! Onwards I fly into history.

I am representing Great Britain soon, in the long and high jump, also the javelin throwing. I think I will do pretty well, especially because in sports, I feel free, like I don’t have to focus. I mean it’s basically the same when flying, but I have to focus so I don’t crash, sometimes I do lose my focus but it’s okay, I always manage to recover.

I have just released a book. Its about athletics, for women and girls. I feel like I mainly wrote the book, not just about athletics but for recognition of women in sport and publishing. I feel like this will be a nice finish to things. I might write another book, but it was a lot of work , ok I know I keep saying but, anyways I feel like it’s worth it, all those women and girls inspired. There’s a picture of me on the back with all my trophies, seems a bit self-absorbed, but I put it there so people can see how far a silly little hobby can go. Especially, as a woman.

Older now I take a deep breath as I step out onto the wing, ‘thanks Robbie’, Robbie Is flying the plane, I’ll soon jump from with only a parachute to save me, he’s always nice to me.

‘I am a Lady, Lady ‘Hell of a Din’ they call me, I’ll be known forever as a Lady of the skies’, I whisper over and over to myself.

Today, in the Paris Contest, I took apart and re-assembled an airplane, I came first. It’s strange as I normally feel proud but this time I felt something more, I felt as though….as though…I finally belonged, I know it sounds strange, but maybe this is my true home, my true calling……….No this is silly, or is it???

Sophie was a girl who was told her story before it even started, Sophie wasn’t a ‘normal’ girl, she was raised without a Father or Mother, Sophie was the odd one out, the rather strange girl. Lady Mary was one of the first women pilots in history, Lady Mary Heath was a fashion icon and so brave! Lady Mary Heath broke the world record high jump in 1923. Lady Mary Heath wasn’t just some girl with a tragic life story like Sophie was. In then end Sophie chose to become Lady Mary and rewrite her own story.