Once I started telling people I was interested in cheerleading, I received a lot of support. My stepbrother, who was a senior at the time, took me aside one day and said, “You would be so good at this. You need to do it.” My entire family was behind me, and that made me feel confident.
So I reached out to the cheerleading coach. I wasn’t even sure if they would allow a boy on the team, but the coach responded with excitement. She made sure I could get a different uniform from the usual skirt, and she helped me through the whole process.
When I found out that I had made the team, I ran to tell my mother, and she gave me a big hug. I knew there was plenty of work ahead, but I was really excited to get started.
Stunting, in which we lift people up in the air, was one of the most challenging things I had to learn. It took me a few months to get the hang of it—and I even had to do some strength training to get stronger.
In addition to strength and skill, stunting requires trust. Imagine being tossed in the air and having to trust that you’ll be caught safely!
It felt easy for me to trust the girls on the team because they had been so welcoming, and it meant a lot to me that they trusted me too.