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﻿Me V.S Wall

I looked outside from my bus seat and standing more then 15 metres tall in the crisp cool air was a wooden wall. This was the first thing i’d seen. The sun was blocked by this tower which made the grass look cold. I was hoping this was going to be an activity, but also i didn’t.

Two activity’s and lunch passed quickly that morning. The abseiling wall awaited my group. It took a while to put harnesses and helmets on. Mine had been blue, my favourite colour. Four people went up and came down, then another two before my turn.

The stairs had been steep making me trip up. I had lost sight of my partner Emily. When I had finally got up I did the wrong thing and looked down. Which of course made me even more nervous, but the veiw was great! You could see the ocean the water was an amazing blue. The trees were coverd in a bright green light. The other groups looked like little ants running round. I hadn’t noticed but Emily had already gone down.

I got hooked up and I was very slowly moving down. My legs were shaking, my arms were aching and I kept slipping up. Mt shoes weren’t grippy enough. The wind filcked my hair back and forth and I forced myself to keep going down. The sun beated down on my back and suddenly my feet hit solid ground.

I was glad I finished that activity because if I hadn’t I wouldn’t have got that feeling that I had acheieved something I hadn’t done before.