When I was a young child, my family would go on summer vacations every single year. One year, my dad decided that he wanted to take our family to New York to see the Statue of Liberty. He had always wanted to go there as a child, but never had the chance. So off we went to New York. We rode the boat up to the island where the Statue of Liberty stands, and I was in awe at how large it really was compared to in pictures or seeing it from a distance. It really was a totally awesome experience as a child to look up and see her standing there. My dad took a few minutes to tell us kids about her history and what not, but honestly I don’t remember much of that! All I remember thinking while I was standing there was “I bet I can get to the top of this thing before the rest of them”, and as I stood there pretending to listen to my dad, I was getting a game plan together in my head. When my Dad was done talking, I remember telling everyone my plan to beat them all to the top. My cousins who went with us said I was nuts, and that they would beat me to the top. So, off all of us kids went running at full speed up the first flight of stairs! I remember I was taking the stairs two at a time and thinking to myself “no sweat, piece of cake, I can do this!” Up another flight of stairs I went, and another, and then another realizing that I was starting to slow down! Oh no! I looked back, everyone else was slowing down too! How could this be?
