Practice is what pays. So far I think the price must be expensive. They said you have to train yourself to do things like this. I think I would need more than training. Bonnie my instructor taught us to master climbing, but I think more practice could have done. I can feel every beat my heart takes all the way down to my feet. Mother said that this wouldn’t be so hard, but quite frankly what does she know she was great. If she could see me achieving what we planned I one day would she would be proud. Though I feel she should more be scared I feel as if I can’t keep going only 6 more climbs to make it to the top I hear in the radio. Will it be 3 more and a funeral? I can’t disappoint I must pull my own weight to the top. YEAAHH COME ON YOU DID IT!!! I had made it to the top I look at the sky and smile. Mom I did it. The cheering continues but it’s all muffled by my thoughts to mom.
I was currently climbing up an icy blue glacier shivering from the cold. I told myself "if I stop here, ill never make up for what happened to my great-great-uncle Pete. I kept climbing but came to a stop. The glacier started moving. I climbed faster and faster but the ice kept starting to break off. I jumped off the piece of ice hoping I would hang on to the other one.
*splash* the iceberg splashed in the water and began to sink.My whole life was hanging on my ice pick. I very carefully lifted up my body weight and made it. I still had a while to go. While I continued climbing I kept getting weird vibes. I ignored it thinking it came from my fear of falling not too long ago. I thought about what happened to my great-great-uncle Pete. About 5 years ago he climbed up this very glacier. But a piece of the ice fell off, causing him to fall in the icy waters and freeze. I planned to make it to the top and bottom by nightfall, and I already burned half of the day's sunlight. I kept climbing, not realizing how fast I was going. My ice pick went through the air and I froze. I have made it to the top! I can't believe it! I took a while to enjoy the breeze and started heading back down. I had to be more careful this time because a piece of ice already fell, and don't have a second chance if another piece falls off. Before sunset, I made it back to the bottom safely into my boat. I started heading back home to my family to tell them the accomplishment. I think I made my great-great-uncle peat proud. the end.
Me personly i think that it is important because we need to know the other person is feeling in order to know what to talk about and what not to talk about I guess. we need to see how they are feeling so we can know what to do. like if someone is sad then we see if we can help in anyway. Anyways you get the point.
