I stood about eighteen feet above the ground on a board suspended between two telephone poles. I had climbed up the pole that was on the right side, and another girl had climbed up the one on the left. My knees and legs shook, and the board that the girl and I were standing on slightly wobbled.
“Do you want to go first, or do you want me to go first?” asked the girl.
“You can go first!” I said. When I had been on the ground and our ropes-course guide had asked who wanted to climb up the poles and jump off first, my hand had been raised rather eagerly. Now that I was at the top of the shaky structure, I was starting to have my doubts.