THE 'LITTLE' ROLE MODEL

Heard of the US Olympic gymast by the name Simone Biles? If no, you must have been living under a rock!

Simone is 19 years old!

Simone is a girl whose parents weren't very active in her upbringing due to addictions and drug habits.

Simone, at her little age, has won 17 gold medals, 3 silver medals and 3 bronze medals!
To me, that's a major feat!!!

I love Simone.
I love how happy she is.
I love how determined and driven she is.
I love how she embraced and converted her God-given talent into something to be celebrated.
I love that she's of Nubian descent.
A black young girl who didn't let societal discriminations limit her goals and achievements.
I love, absolutely, everything about her.

Though she's younger than I am, Simone is the true definition of an inspiration. The poster girl for achievements and conquering life thrown ills. She's a true queen...and she's very worthy of celebration.

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