Spoken from the Heart

Her little white jaw was incapable of hitting the grassy knolls floor, but it desperately tried. Treinta veces?!
Leila steeled her little short created will, having her determination as back up. Only stumbling a bit on the first few tries, the confirmation she had received earlier on her first try had given her the perseverance to continue, her little pink and black nose twitching with every pronunciation of the words she was to say.

30 times, said and done, each time better than the last.