Going on the massive flying fox
“Sorry I’m late had to get my shoes any way, I will sit here and watch you guys.”
“Oh no Hannah, you are getting on” says mum.
“No I am NOT!”
“Ok.” she says.
We were on school camp in woodend. I saw the big tower and the endless cord and people hanging of the end of a red rope. I took a big gulp.
So I sat a watched for a bit and finally I gave in. Ok, I’ll get on but really the thought of hanging off a red rope on a cord,no matter how many times Tim said it could hold a bus,scared the life out of me. I pulled on a helmet and a harness, I climbed up hoping for the best and it not fall on me.
I got to the top and thought that I don't want to do it. I let Tim show me how it was done. He did it and my confidence came and I did it, whoo I did it!
Yay! I did it twice, it was so fun!!
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