martes, 19 de mayo de 2015

A narrative essay, by Oana Mosutiu

What I'm about to explain happened many years ago. I've always been afraid of heights. The fact that when I lived in Romania our flat was on the 6th floor never helped me to overcome that irrational fear. But that had to come to an end.

It was the first time my family and I were going to travel by plane. Until the, all the journeys from Romania to Spain that we had made were by bus, which meant lots of hours without sleeping comfortably, without going to the bathroom, etc. The reason was my fear of heights. But my mom decided that I was old enough to get over that. As soon as we got in the plane, I was terrified. I started to shake and I couldn't move my legs forward. But everything was OK, and I really enjoyed that flight eventually.

You should never be afraid of trying something that you're scared of. The way that things can end up may surprise you in a good way. Since my first flight, I've never been afraid of taking a plane again. Just think about this: guts over fear.

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