fling the other way

I think I said something earlier about Jackie having bad ideas and how I support them. Keep in mind I'm not mean, I just can't resist encouraging a funny story in the making.
The other day Jackie decided that she wanted to do a handstand.
A brilliant suggestion to which I answered, "Do it."
So, like an amateur gymnast, Jackie stands facing the wall from about four feet away. She raises both arms and her right leg and with a sort of rocking motion attempts to tumble forward onto her hands. She's close but she doesn't have the momentum and falls short. She tries again but again she can't quite get both feet up over her head. I watch from my chair, coaching her. "You just need to get that right leg a little higher and you'll be there." Jackie assumes her starting position, takes a stride forward, and she's upside down. For almost a second this seemed like a resounding success. A smile came over my face when I thought she had made it, only to broaden when I realized she hadn't. The strength went out of her arms and she was now on her shoulders, upside down, and pinned between a wall and a mixed paper recycling bin. Thinking that she could handle this situation on her own, I hesitated to help her. Jackie made a few small thrashing motions that did not help her. "Fling the other way, Jackie" I say as loud as I can with what little air did not go into gasps of laughter. Jackie eventually succeeded in getting her feet under her.
During this whole episode, Suzanne was in her room hearing shouts of "Oh my god!" and "Fling the other way!" (a phrase which made the short list of possible blog titles.) She came out into our common room just after Jackie regained her footing and we explained what had happened. In what I believe is an entirely reasonable response, Suzanne burst out laughing.