
Australian breakdancer Rachael Gunn, also known as Raygun, has finally spoken out after the 2024 Olympics in Paris.
Raygun’s breakdancing routine went viral after she received zero points in all three rounds she competed in. The video of her performance spread quickly, making her famous for the wrong reasons. There’s even an online petition demanding that Gunn apologize for her performance.
Until now, Raygun hadn’t said anything about what happened, but she recently addressed the situation on Instagram. In a two-and-a-half-minute video, she shared that she was “devastated by the hate” she received.
In her video, Gunn thanked the people who supported her during the Paris Games, but also talked honestly about the online abuse she’s faced. She said she didn’t expect that the “joy she brought” to people would also lead to people making fun of her routine.
According to ESPN, over 40,000 people have signed a petition accusing Gunn of “manipulating” the Olympic qualification process.

PARIS, FRANCE – AUGUST 09: B-Girl Raygun of Team Australia competes during the B-Girls Round Robin – Group B on day fourteen of the Olympic Games Paris 2024 at Place de la Concorde on August 09, 2024 in Paris, France. (Photo by Ezra Shaw/Getty Images)
In her Instagram video, Raygun thanked everyone who supported her, saying, “I really appreciate the positivity, and I’m glad I could bring some joy into your lives. That’s what I hoped for.”
However, she admitted that she didn’t expect the hate that followed. “I didn’t realize that would also open the door to so much hate, which has been pretty devastating. But I went out there and had fun,” she said.
Raygun also responded to questions about her commitment, making it clear that she worked hard to prepare for the Olympics. “I worked my butt off preparing for the Olympics, and I gave it my all. I’m honored to have been part of the Australian team and Australia’s breaking debut. What the other athletes achieved is phenomenal,” she said.
The 36-year-old also addressed false information that’s been spreading online since her performance in Paris. One rumor claimed that she only made the Australian Olympic team because her husband was a national selector and a judge at a qualifying event. This rumor has been proven to be completely false.
The Australian Olympic Committee (AOC) condemned the online petition against her, with AOC boss Matt Carroll writing to the petition’s website to demand its immediate removal.
What did you think of Rachael Gunn’s breakdancing routine? Share your thoughts in the comments.
Beyond the Kitchen Table: Finding Her Own Way

The air in the living room hung thick with tension. Seventeen-year-old Maya sat across from her mother, her hands clenched tightly in her lap. “Mom, I’m serious. I’m ready to live on my own,” she declared, her voice firm.
Her mother, a woman whose face was etched with worry lines, sighed. “Maya, you’re only seventeen. You’re not ready for this.”
“Why not?” Maya countered, “I can cook, I can clean, I can even fix a leaky faucet. And I’ll have you over every weekend to help with the chores. What more do you want?”
Her mother shook her head, her expression a mixture of concern and exasperation. “It’s not just about chores, Maya. It’s about responsibility, about independence, about knowing how to handle yourself in the real world.”
Maya scoffed. “I’ve been handling myself just fine. I’ve been working at the coffee shop since I was fifteen. I pay my own phone bill. I even learned how to change a tire!”
Her mother remained unconvinced. “Living on your own is more than just paying bills and fixing a leaky faucet. It’s about dealing with emergencies, making difficult decisions, and learning to rely on yourself.”
“I can handle it,” Maya insisted. “I’ve been planning this for months. I’ve found a great apartment, and I even have a roommate. We’re going to split the rent and the utilities.”
Her mother looked at her, her eyes searching Maya’s face. “And what about college?”
Maya shrugged. “I’m not going to college. I’m not interested in getting a degree. I want to start my own business, maybe a small bakery.”
Her mother’s eyes widened. “A bakery? Maya, you’ve never even baked a cake.”
“I’ll learn,” Maya said confidently. “I’m a fast learner. And besides, I’ve already started taking online courses in baking and business management.”
Her mother was speechless. Maya had never been one to follow the traditional path. She had always been independent, always forging her own path.
After a long silence, her mother finally spoke. “Alright,” she said, her voice a mixture of resignation and pride. “But if you need anything, anything at all, you call me. And I expect you to keep your apartment clean. No dirty dishes piling up in the sink.”
Maya grinned. “Deal.”
Moving out was both exhilarating and terrifying. The first few weeks were a whirlwind of grocery shopping, furniture assembly, and awkward encounters with her new roommate. There were late-night panic attacks when the power went out, and frustrating moments when she couldn’t figure out how to fix the leaky faucet. But Maya faced each challenge with a mixture of determination and resourcefulness.
She learned to cook, to budget her money, to navigate public transportation, and to rely on herself. She made mistakes, of course. She burned a few meals, she missed a few deadlines, and she even had to call her mother for help (more than once) when things got overwhelming.
But with each passing day, Maya grew stronger, more confident. She discovered hidden talents, developed new skills, and learned to appreciate the freedom and independence that came with living on her own.
She even started baking, her apartment often filled with the delicious aroma of freshly baked bread and pastries. She sold her treats at the local farmers market, her small business slowly gaining popularity.
One day, her mother came to visit, a basket of homemade cookies in hand. “You know,” she said, watching Maya interact with her customers, “you’re doing a better job than I ever imagined.”
Maya smiled. “Thanks, Mom. I told you I could do it.”
As she watched her daughter thrive, her mother realized that Maya was right. She was capable, independent, and ready to take on the world. And while she might miss her daughter terribly, she knew that Maya was finally spreading her wings, ready to soar.
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