As I stood before that towering mountain at summer camp, one Instructor s challenging words came back to me again: "Drive, drive, drive!" For days all the girls in my dorm had been looking forward to going rock climbing. My views were a little different though. I was afraid of heights. Just thinking about those cliffs sent a shiver up my spine! My fears were deep-seated. Standing there I remembered my first encounter with a cliff such as this. I had been spending the day with my family at a park in the eastern part of Nebraska. After a long hike we decided to go take a look at some caves that American Indians had formed out of the cliffs.
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