Most of our high school had come along on a day trip to the Boquerón, a gorgeous, lush spot in the foothills of Peru. I can rely only on my own surefootedness-or lack thereof.ĭespite my fear, two summers ago I somehow found myself climbing to a high place, while quaking inside and out. There are no guardrails, flimsy though I picture them, or other safety devices. My sense of security is screamingly absent. Rather, it is the view of a long way to fall, of rocks far below me and no firm wall between me and the edge. Of course, it’s not really a fear of being in a high place. I imagine my own funeral, then shrink back at the implications of where my thoughts are taking me. As thoughts of certain death run through my mind, the world appears a precious, treasured place. I start jabbering to anyone who is nearby. Her expert choice of words helps to paint a beautiful picture of her surroundings. Read the following student example of a personal narrative and complete entry 1.2 The Climb in your writer's notebook:Īmy, the author of this personal narrative, effectively uses voice to convey the fear she feels as she ascends a path to an area above a 100-ft.
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