As I reached to the top of the steep grassy bank that was holding moremany nervous souls , I suddenly recalled overhearing a bunch of girls in my dorm yapping about Mama Bear that had been much more of a challenge than Papa bear that’sBear .That’s when my friend excitement walked out the door and my enemy fear decided to walk in. What was I meant to think all I could concentrate on was the frightening thought of my safety belt being loseloose and it causing me to fall and be unconscious . That was the thing pounding against my mind “go away go away please” I beg it to go away but I realizerealized its totoo late , my urging body wants to experience abseiling so I guess I let it go down the slippery slope of doom. Im just standing there shaking staring up at the longer but now safer than this intense course Papa bear just as I heard Greg say “It’s your turn miss”. Now get ready I am about to stumble down the slippery slope of doom as I hear very confident voices coming from the brave boys behind me crowded up on the tree root seats pushing and shoving each other of to get to the biggest they haven’t even looked over the edge of the dreadful bank like I have, just wait I want to see there faces when they go down I bet they will feel much worse than me. My keen Instructorinstructor Greg has clipped me up tightly to the peg stuck deeply in the ground he tells me precisely not to look down or I will become even more scared than before but I do now I think that I should always listen to a pro because I see the steep drops behind me here comes number one ouch! I fall twice on a pile of sharp rocks that dig into my back and make it hard for me to get up without scratching myself. Finally I think something good about this intense slope the thought of being halfway down so I check thinking what could I be worried about there’s nothing to loseignore so I looked down… and see that im nowhere near the half way you can practically say im at the top I start to think more and more about just rushing downbut I like it now I really do I don’t mind the fact of DANGLING OF THE FACE OF A CLIFF with my only support being a small piece of thread . I finally reach the bottom of the dreadful trail and almost slip in the sandy water below. All my friends are at the bottom cheering each otherme on because of theirmy magnificent achievement even though we cantcan’t try again.
As I reached to the top of the steep grassy bank that was holding
more many
nervous souls
,
I suddenly recalled overhearing a bunch of girls in my dorm yapping about Mama Bear that had been much more of a challenge than Papa
bear that’s Bear .That’s
when my friend excitement walked out the door and my enemy fear decided to walk in.
What was I meant to think all I could concentrate on was the frightening thought of my safety belt being
lose loose
and
it
causing me to fall and be unconscious
. That
was the thing pounding against my mind “go away go away please” I beg it to go away but I
realize realized
its
to too
late
,
my urging body wants to experience abseiling so I guess I let it go down the slippery slope of doom.
Im just standing there shaking staring up at the longer but now safer than this intense course Papa bear just as I heard Greg say “It’s your turn miss”.
Now get ready I am about to stumble down the slippery slope of doom as I hear very confident
voices coming from the brave boys behind me crowded up on the tree root seats pushing and shoving each other of to get to the biggest they haven’t even looked over the edge of the dreadful bank like I have, just wait I want to see there faces when they go down I bet they will feel much worse than me.
My keen
Instructor instructor
Greg has clipped me up tightly to the peg stuck deeply in the ground he tells me precisely not to look down or I will become even more scared than before but I do now I think that I should always listen to a pro because I see the steep drops behind me here comes number one ouch! I fall twice on a pile of sharp rocks that dig into my back and make it hard for me to get up without scratching myself.
Finally I think something good about this intense slope the
thought of being halfway down so I check thinking what could I be worried about there’s nothing to
lose ignore
so I looked down…
and see that im nowhere near the half way you can practically say im at the top I start to think
more and more about just rushing down but I like it now I really do I don’t mind the fact of DANGLING OF THE FACE OF A CLIFF with my only support being a small piece of thread . I finally reach the bottom of the dreadful trail and almost slip in the sandy water below. All my friends are at the bottom cheering each
other me
on because of
their my
magnificent achievement even though we
cant can’t
try again.