"The Leap of Faith"

Hey, Legend here. Okay, so within my short time here I come across this Challenge Course poster. For any of you who don’t know what I’m talking about, it is EPIC. Basically it’s this place off campus that has high and low rope course. Now, I’m not an extreme skilled climber like some of my friends such as Nina (and, girl, if you’re reading this I miss you like crazy), but I love it. I blame my home town. Yeah, when you’re in Louisiana the only thing you can climb that isn’t man-made is a tree. Anyway, I’ve been dying to go to this adventure course, and last Friday I finally got to go.

            I remember the most challenging course was one that I liked to call “The Leap of Faith.” (I honestly have no clue what it’s really called). In this course, I’m in a helmet and strapped in a harness and hooked up to a carabineer and rope, which someone belays me on the other side. The object is to climb up this pole, which I forgot the exact measurement to how high, then you get to the top and try to keep your balance. Once you are balanced, or when you are ready, you have to leap five feet across in mid-air to try and catch this trapeze. Just me people it is not as easy as it looks. It isn’t the leaping and trying to catch the trapeze that’s difficult, it’s the keeping the balance part. Two things came to mind when I’m getting ready for my turn, or three if you count, “OMG, THIS IS SO COOL!”

1)      Whoa, it’s just like the circus.

2)      Wow, this is kinda like what Daisy does when she’s being chased by the mob of baboons.

Immediately, I’m placed in Daisy’s situation. Of course, there weren’t any angry baboons after me only friendly adrenaline junkies. Keep in mind I’m jumping five feet to a bar whereas Daisy practically flies about twenty feet to a branch that’s much larger than the bar. Daisy merely jumps up a tree with ease, whereas I go the baboon way and climb up. Before I go I wanted to break out singing “Defying Gravity;” however I can’t carry a tune even if it was place in a bucket. I get near the top, and already I’m finding it hard to keep balance. I decide I’m just going to jump where I am and believe I can still make it.

“Going to jump,” I call. “1… 2… 3…” I leap off the pole, and for about a faction of a second I’m in the air, then I drop like a rock and freefall. “Aaaahhhh!”

I am not afraid of height, but suddenly I wanted to be back on the ground. A sudden rush goes through me. I’m falling and pretty except to go splat. I flail madly, not wanting to splatter. “Where’s the ground!? How do I get back on the ground!?” I shriek in both panic and half laughter because I probably looked as ridiculous as I felt. I finally get back on the ground, the sweet merciful ground. That was definitely a rush. Now, I can’t help thinking, And… this is why Daisy and Ivy and the rest of my characters think we humans are suicidal.   

“Don’t, worry, Ivy, I’m not going to bungee jump any time soon. “Leap of Faith,” on the other hand—paw in your case, probably so. Yeah, Ivy, I don’t recommend most the challenge course for you.”

WRITE ON,

Legend