Tuesday, 23 February 2016

Climbing the Mountian

To the Summit
Hearing the students before me, listening to their excitement. Knowing that not far now my determination kicked in, my feet started to move. Faster, longer strides. No control. I was going to get there. The jaw-dropping sites came to me the white fluffy candyfloss clouds right before my eyes, blue waters in the distance with monstrous rocks greeting us. The tremendous feelings filled my body. Something my eyes had never seen. Nothing I had ever felt. Relief as I made my last step. I made it to the summit.

Empty head.  No words to describe the feeling. Time for lunch, although I was not hungry, at least I thought. I felt like an ant that had just climbed a massive rock. Time to leave. Nervousness excitement yet  readiness to descend as I took one last blink at the summit.

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