Freedom of Expression

Most of my life I’ve aspired not only to be a good, loving, helpful person, but to also carry that self-confidence that says it doesn’t really matter what others think; you only need to answer to yourself and your higher power. Skipping gives me the freedom of expression to enjoy myself in a healthy, albeit unusual way without worrying about what anyone else thinks!” -Nan Hittmeier, Placerville, CA

Skipping is Snazzily Fantastic!

I received this email from a skipper named Adam and wanted to share it. He speaks the truth…Skip on!

I am an 18 year-old male A-level student who has been skipping for years in many many places. In fact one of my fondest memories of my marvy girlfriend Helena is of, before we were going out, skipping in-time down the corridors of school. I also have wonderful memories of us skipping together in HMV, down country roads, in the cinema and alongside a cycle path.

This is never planned, we just tend to sporadically burst into skipping. Before that, I have often encouraged members of my drama society to skip. We take a break half way through our 3 hour session to go to the local co-op. Almost every time I skip and I have managed to get up to five people to join me. Yeah!

Skipping is snazzily fantastic and it a great, fun and surprisingly fast way to get around. Honestly, people should have no reservations about skipping. None what-so-ever.

Grandmothers Skip

I have six grandchildren (one more arriving next week and one more due in March for a total of eight) and we love to skip together. I have loved skipping since I was a little girl and I have never been able to restrain myself when an open stretch of sidewalk or path beckons me. It is a true delight to have my grandchildren skip with me. I celebrate you and will think of you whenever I skip. –Marelu Marson, Center for Spiritual Living, Seattle,WA

Skippin’ in the Big Easy

Hi Kim! I love to skip! Stumbled onto your site - it’s what I’ve been telling everyone. Skipping makes you happy! As an adult I can’t remember Not skipping! I’ve skipped with all my nieces and nephews (taught a few of them how to) and the oldest is 21. My favorite place to skip was at my girlfriend’s job sight! She ran a print shop that had great aisles for skipping. I told her this and we skipped through the aisles when the place closed for the day. –A Skipper in New Orleans, LA

From the Outside Looking In

Just wanted to tell you that when my family and I were in Asheville, NC a couple of weeks ago, we saw a woman skipping down the street by herself, not a care in the world. It was wonderful to see and made me feel just as carefree and empowered.

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A month ago at the office, a woman skipped past our window along the busy boulevard. I commented to my office mate: “I don’t think it’s possible to skip with a frown on your face.” We tried and it was so funny we ended up
laughing hysterically. Then my daughter tried at home with the same result.

Since then we’ve been paying attention to skipping, and my office mate just found your website. Thank you Kim and friends for making my day. (I’d like to see the world’s governing and terrorist leaders on a skipping tour through the Middle East and across the subcontinent and China to Korea….)

Your website confirms my hunch about skipping, but takes it out of the arena of whimsy to the level of practicality. It will become part of my family routine. Thanks again –Sue Irwin

Skipping in School

I am overjoyed to find a website like the one you have created. I am 15 years old and enjoy skipping down the hallways at school. Yes, I get a lot of weird looks, but returning the looks and going on with my skipping is very satisfying. People ask why I skip and I give the incomparable reason of “why not?” I thank you for making me feel that I’m not alone!

Ode to Peter Pan

My two best friends and I live in a dorm. We are all seniors this year so we will be graduating and going to College soon. We all fear growing up. We are afraid that the increase in our ages will make us grow apart. One night we were all sitting in my room talking and giggling, as we are known to do, and I stumbled upon your website. We all thought that it was the silliest and most fabulous thing we have ever seen. In honor of your and “Peter Pan’s” cause we wrote this poem and we hope that you like it.

Ode to Peter Pan and Friends:
In times that seem uneasy,
our stomachs become quite queezy.
Being grown up seems oh so scary,
I don’t want to get old, wrinkled, and hairy
responsibility is very daunting,
the idea of it all is really haunting.
So skip! Skip on Kim and Friends!
The super duper fun never ends!
Live Free forever with love and trust!
Don’t forget pixi dust is a must!

With Much Love and Admiration,
Violetta, Jacadie, Amber

Grumpy Boyfriend Skip

My boyfriend and I were out looking at work boots. He got all cranky about it (I think it was having to deal with the salespeople that had no clue). So he decided to abandon the whole idea. He stalked out of the store with me in tow, him fuming about inept people…I grabbed his hand and said, “Let’s skip.” He looked at me like I was crazy, then I started pulling him along. He started smiling and by the time we got to the car, we were both laughing. Thank you for the inspiration!!! –Rebecca

Skipping as Performance Art

I was up skiing in VT this winter and thought of you. I went to the supermarket and was feeling in a silly mood so I grabbed a basket and started skipping down the aisles. Most people were really mad at me and called me gay and stuff but others loved it. I found it quite interesting and amusing and like a performance art piece or a social study. I suppose I could have knocked someone down but I didn’t come close. When I get up my nerve, I’ll do it again somewhere. It’s not easy to skip alone I guess but it’s certainly an elation.

Skip like the wind!

I finally have an uplifting story! Usually when I am out skipping people ignore me but the other day I was skipping past this family and one of their children suddenly looked up and shouted, “SKIP LIKE THE WIND!” I was so ecstatic that someone in my town finally acknowledged my skipping in a totally positive manner.–Laura in Ridgefield , CT

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