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Wednesday 25 September 2013

Five Minutes at Camp By Henry

My heart was racing and my head was pounding. I knew I could do it. While I was putting the harness on I was mentally getting myself ready. It was time to climb. 

As I took my first step I was terrified so I inched my way up the ladder. It was not long until I started shaking, my palms were sweating so much I thought I was going to lose my grip. I could see heaven. I could taste the fear in my mouth. 

When I got to the top I hugged the pole with all my might before Jonny made me let go. I began to walk across. I think I was walking like my hundred year old grandpa! I didn't want to do it but I had friends cheering me on. I didn't want to disappoint them so I pulled my socks up and walked across with confidence. I was really proud of myself because I had challenged myself. 

I soon found out that the scary part was still to come. I had to jump off! I was panicking in my head and thinking "How is this rope going to hold me?" Eventually I took a breath and swung down.


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