Jenny's+Giant+Journey

Jessica Campos Ms. Bond Language Arts 6 periods 1-2 4 April 2012

Jenny’s Giant Journey The darkness was her only friend. Beneath the cold winds of a tree in Kansas lied a crying baby girl. Her tears accompanied the whimpering sky. Her need for attention was unfulfilled. Not one person saw this poor child under the tree. The ends of her crib got wet. It barely managed to fit underneath the tree. She was just born and already three feet tall and just born today, May 11, 1996.  The next morning, the sun gleamed and a sweltering cry progressed once more. A woman came running toward the poor child under the tree. Her knees settled in the dry dirt as she lifted this precious wonder. She looked into the babies eyes and her tears suddenly stopped, but the woman’s tears had just begun. She completely missed the fact of the baby’s height. All she saw was a beautiful baby girl that would now be hers.  “Jenny!” she proclaimed, “Jenny is what I shall call you!” the baby laughed and smiled so big it was seen around the world. “Well you’re quite big aren’t you!?” She poured her stare into the three foot baby’s eyes and softly whispered, “What a precious gift,” and smiled.  The woman, Megan Jones, took her new baby girl, Jenny Jones, to live with her in Topeka, Kansas. Megan lived with her husband, Mark Jones, in a quite cabin in the woods. When Jenny was two, years old, she had already discovered what a basketball was. She had a special basketball that she took everywhere with her. She refused to use any other. This basketball became her best friend. It was purple and had a handprint on it from when she was young. By the time Jenny was four years old, she could already shoot from half court! She was already six feet tall! For her 12th birthday, her parents took her all the way out to New York just to watch the Chicago Bulls, play against Miami Heat. Jenny was overwhelmed by her excitement. Michael Jordan was her idol and now she got to see him play live. Jenny would scream and jump through the roof anytime he shot or stole the ball from the other team. When the game was over Jenny went back down onto the court. Standing in aw the world was a blur. Suddenly, the next thing you knew, Jenny was knocked down on the floor. She looked up and there stood Michael Jordan. “Oh I’m sorry. Did I bump into you?” A deep voice spoke as he held out his hand. “Michael Jordan!” She gazed at him. “Oh my gosh, you are my favorite player!” She took his hand and got up. “Thank you very much! I’m sorry we didn’t win today. Might I say I love your southern accent.” “Thanks, I’ve always been a big fan of basketball ever since I was born,” Jenny replied happier than she’s ever been. “Oh really, well you certainly do have the height for it! I mean you are quite a giant!” he said smiling. Jenny towered over Michael Jordan. Jenny was only twelve and already ten feet and eleven inches. “How would you like to practice with me for a day?” “Are you serious?!” Jenny was so shocked her jaw fell to the floor. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Why of course, you seem like a nice young girl, it would be my honor!” Michael replied with a huge grin on his face. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Jenny’s eyes were bigger than beach balls and shined brighter than a thousand stars, “How could I say no!?”She laughed in excitement, “This is a dream come true!” Jenny jumped to the moon and back followed by a yell. She ran to her parents to tell them the exciting news. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Jenny and her parents returned to their hotel room. She wanted to get a good days rest because tomorrow she was practicing with Michael Jordan! <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">The next day, when she came back from her day with Michael Jordan, she was dropped back off at the hotel room. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Today was the best day ever! Thank you so much for bringing me here!” Jenny said so gratefully as she hugged her parents. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“You’re welcome sweetie,” Jenny’s mom looked at her and remembered when she found her under the tree and smiled. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Just know, your mother and I love you very much,” said her dad. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“I want to move her,” She looked down at them with a smile the starched around the world, “I want to wake up every morning and see the bright lights and the huge skyscrapers. Michael said that I should become a professional basketball player. He also said that my dribbling was phenomenal. I want to stay here and train for my new goal. I challenged Michael Jordan to dribble around the world. There’s no way I’ll be able to train or beat him if I don’t stay here! I can’t go back to Topeka, there’s nothing but land and more land. There are no basketball courts or trainers. New York is full on them, and that’s why I need to stay here,”Jenny Rambled on walking back and worth, when finally her parents told her their decision. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">”You can stay here with your aunt for the mean time. Just promises us you’ll beat Michael Jordan like there’s no tomorrow,” Jenny’s dad laughed and smiled. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Your father and I saw this coming; while you were gone we spent the whole day talking about it,” said her mom. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Oh thank you, thank you!” Jenny broke in tears; they slowly rolled down her check. Her heart was warmer than the sun. She then slightly whispered. “I love you, thank you so much!” her voice was weary and so heartfelt. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Jenny stayed in New York for ten years and became a professional basketball player. This twenty foot tall girl was the fastest dribbler you’ve ever seen. She was the tallest, most brown haired, skinny girl in the whole NBA. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Finally came the day she raced Michael Jordan around the world. They started at the Statue of Liberty and in a few minutes they were in California! They dribbled faster than anyone has ever seen. They even dribbled across the water! When they reached China, Jenny fell and tripped over a rock. This made her trail by miles. Her knee was in excruciating pain. It was unbearable. Nothing could stop her though; she was faster than a cheetah. She pushed herself more than ever. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">They easily passed through Europe and Africa with no problem. Jenny was still a little behind though. They reached New York in a photo finish. By a hair, Michael Jordan had defeat Jenny Jones. She broke down so tired she laid on the floor holder her knee. Her breath became shorter and her hearts slowly faded. Just remember though, whenever you hear thunder, it’s good old Jenny Jones dribbling in heaven.