30/31 This is Another View Waterfall Repelling, This is a poem

The water pounds my face

As I grasp on to a rope

The rope holding me

The water is sweeping my legs

It gets harder and harder to

Walk down the giant waterfall

I peeked over at my sister

She seemed just and scared

As I did

I go further and further down

I glanced down and three people

Were there waiting for the others

Giving them slow and loud instructions

They were screaming over the roaring falls

That the others glided down,

I was getting close to the bottom

Where the water crashes into the ground

And slowly moving into the next

Waterfall bursting with energy

I have five more feet 
I was trying to get down

Without messing up.

This was my first time down

a waterfall and it was fun, but I'm not

done yet. The next waterfall was

getting set up by the leaders, and

everybody was antsy to do it

and two people start down the

waterfall, rushing wanting to be

the fastest but they don’t understand

that you have to savor the moment.