 just got tired, and she thought, I'm going to do this, and she got out all of her stuff, and she couldn't do it. She wrote a poem about it. I didn't write the poem in the book, but it has three stanzas, and the first stanza, she's 11, and she's climbing the diving board to the high board, the ladder to the high board, and she gets up there, and she looks down, and then she climbs back down, and then when she was