The National Guard came today with a rock wall for the sixth grade, it's part of a anti-drug program. Everyone in the class couldn't wait to see me have a go at it. Especially, since I have a huge fear of heights. Doing my best to act calm I began my ascent, however, soon my leg was shaking so hard it kind of stopped my climb. I also made the mistake of looking down. Once I looked down I was a goner. I screamed and tried to climb down. The Army guys kept yelling at me to let go, scary, scary. Once I got down and finished shaking, my students pointed out how close I had gotten. Everyone had climbed all the way up. My determination kicked in and I began again. This time without thinking and without looking down. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined it, but I made it to the top. Whew! Then I looked down, slight mistake. Once again I tried climbing down, the army man started yelling at me, so I shut my eyes, pushed off and screamed. I came down all in one piece, although the army man said he had never heard a scream that loud before. One small step for the girl afraid of heights. ( I know this picture doesn't show me at the top, but believe me I really did get up there. Why no picture? The school's camera battery died. It is true. Those things happen to me.)
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