When have I shown courage?
I remember the day clearly; we decided to do something fun, so we went to the theme park. I was so excited to go, but there was only one problem I was too short for the cool rides. I would watch my sister Merissa and my brother Danny run up to the roller coaster seats and I would go the the "baby rides". I hated the baby rides I do something about it. I came to my parents and said, "I don't want to go on the baby rides. They're for-for-for-BABIES!!!" They looked surprised. "I'm confused." said my father, " I thought you liked to go on these rides. I didn't know that you had a problem with it." I felt a little bad after that, but I didn't like it and I had to make it clear to my parents that that's how i feel. I had to answer quickly because now my mom and dad seemed to be all ears. "Well... I don't have a problem with it... its just... I just NEVER go on roller coasters, just because I am not the right height! All I'm saying is, I want to go on a roller coaster... Just try it out. We searched everywhere for any roller coaster for me. Not to big but not for babies. Finally when we almost decided there was no use we found a roller coaster. It was THE roller coaster, a Scooby Doo roller coaster indoor and it looked awesome.
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I was anxious, excited, scared and dizzy at the same time. There were so many emotions inside me at once; however, I was sure this was what I wanted. Right when I was first in the line I had butterflies, no more like crickets in my stomach and I was freaking out! My mom didnt want to go the first time so I just went with my father instead. I began to sit in my seat, I pulled down the safety bar. The ride began and I smiled trying to look like i wasn't scared at all. I loved it and I wasn't even scared. my hear jumped up on a part that turned you around and then you go fast backwards. I was so proud of myself afterwards, I felt like I somehow wasn't just a little girl anymore. I felt good about myself and I had fun.I went to my mom after the ride and talked about the awesome parts and how "cool" I was because I wasn't even scared! Obviously I went around five more times until I decided I should, "move up a step". My brother and sister came with me this time. It was a bigger ride and I specifically remember it being YELLOW because it was even more better! It was so fun and that day was probebly one of the best days I had ever had.
My dad was proud of me because I had been brave and I had the courage to come up to my father and tell him that I wasnt having fun. I was proud of myself, too. I had a spectacular day, and it was the first time I had went on a roller coaster. I had over came the fear of roller coasters that day, too. Now, I would have said I wasnt scared about it, but trust me I was very scared!
Thank you for reading! - Merina Shaban
