Knock, knock, knock. We all sit up straight wondering who’s at the door this
The person comes charging in. “You're STILL asleep” Ms Smith says in a surprise squeaky voice. We all moan in a annoying voice “ yeah…. it's like 5:30,am”
after we all stopped moaning she said “Chop Chop were nearly starting our first activity.”
A few hours later I found myself looking up then after about 10,000 meters I saw the top. I thought to myself how on earth am I going to climb up there without falling off! Then after a while of explaining and panicking as worried as I was I finally stepped onto the thin wire. Then one of the instructors Amy shouts out “don't worry you can't fall.”
I close my eyes and take a deep breath and start to walk “hay I'm starting to get the hang of this.”
I said. Suddenly I start to wobble and you guessed it I fell, but the worst part was that the person holding me up wasn't looking. Then as quickly as I could I grabbed the rope and hung there for a while then finally I started coming down when I was down Amy asked me if I was ok and if I wanted to try again. And in a flash I was up again I jumped onto the wrecking ball and sang I came in like a wrecking ball. I wondered to myself will I fall off again will I hurt myself.
Being scared at camp was not the only feeling I had I was also proud, a lot.
When I got up to the log, I froze. I thought to myself ok this time it has to be a joke. Am I going to to get to the other side? I sat on the log and attempted to butt-shuffle. Then Amy shouts out “Stand up and walk to the other side - it will be a lot faster than but-shuffling.”
I think for a second I guess it will be faster to walk. After a lot of thinking I struggled to to stand up. I slowly started walking on the log after a while I got my balance, as soon as I stood up I started feeling very proud because no one in our group had stood up on the log or even got up to the log. As soon as I got to the pole at the end of the log I wondered to myself, what else could I have done instead of walking across?
At camp when I was doing the high ropes I was proud twice when…I finally started to climb up the rings onto the pole. When I got to the top and touched the pole I felt a shiver run down my spine, to me that told me that I was very proud because I had done it and I had achieved my goal that I made at the start ( I did not think that I would actually do it.) Then I wondered how long did it take me to do that course?
Overall I enjoyed high ropes the most because I achieved my goal, pushed myself and I did more than I thought I could do. I think that I achieved more than just the goal that I made at the start, because I also really pushed myself out of my comfort zone because usually I would never go as high as I did.
This is my class at camp!