January 7, 2009
By Rachel Moldovan, Miami, FL

Climbing up the pole
On a single wire
Looking down
At the earth underneath me

Trying to remember what to do
I look to my parents for encouragement
I start climbing up
Even though I am scared

I get to the top and look down below
My parents are watching me
No time to be scared
I have to jump

I leap into the air reaching out
I feel the ice cold bar
I am hanging in the air
For the first time I have caught the bar

Hanging in the middle of nowhere

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