ThelessonofthecliffItwasasultrydayinPhiladelphiainJuly,althoughthefirsttimeinfifty-sevenyears,butIcanstillfeelthathot.FivelittleboysatthattimeandItogether,becauseplayingmarblestoplaytired,wanttofindsomenewtrickstoplay."Hey!"Nedsaid,"Wehaven'tclimbedthecliff.""Wewillgotoclimbnow!"criedthechild.Theywereflyingtowardsacliffto.Iamundecided.AlthoughIverymuchhopethattheycanlikethemandspirited,buttheselfwasbornaftereightyears,Ihavebeenill,butmyheartalwaysremembermymothertoldmenottoadventure."Comeon!"MybestfriendJerryshoutatme,"don'tbeacoward.""Icome!"Iside,siderunwiththem.Wefinallycametoaclearing.Thecliffonthestandsontheothersideoftheclearing.Itisaverticalcliff;thewallhasmanyconvexoutoftherock,thecolluviumsandscragglybushes.Onlyabouttwentymetershigh,buttoohightobereachedinmyeyesistheperilouspeak.Theotherchildrenonebyonetoclimb,towardsablockawayfromtheclifftopthereare2/3narrowledgeonthejourney.Ifellonthelast,trembling,outinacoldsweat,
followedthemtoclimb.MyheartisbecomeasemaciatedasafowlchestDingdongjumping.Ifinallyclimbedit,squattingontheshelf,shudderwithfear,asfaraspossibletorelyon.Theotherchildrenslowlytotheshelfedgemobilelookmeintheeyes,scaredalmostfainted.Then,theybegantoclimbtheclifftop.Theyintendfromtheclifftopalongacircuitouspathdownhome."Hey,waitaminute,"Ifeeblybegged,"Ican't-""goodbye!"saidachild.Theotherchildrentofollowarelaughing.Theyturnleftturnrightuponthetopofthecliff,staringdownatme."Ifyouwanttostaythere,youbetterstay."Havethechildrenlaughed,"You’rewelcome."Jerryseemsabitworried,butstillwewalkedtogether.Ilookeddown,feelbedizzyfromtheshelf;Ineverclimbdown,Iwillslipup.However,tothetopofthecliffroadmoredifficulttoclimbbecauseitissteeper,morerisks.Iheardsomeonesobbing,wassurprisedthatwhois,resultsfoundoutmyown.Asecondtimeinthepast,startfourtwilight.Insilence,andIfellontherock,fearandfatiguemakemywholebodynumb,unabletomove.
Thedusk,theskythestarsappeared,cliffearthgettingdarker.Atthistime,thewoodshaveaflashlightaccordingtoaccordingto.Ihearhimandmyfather'svoice!Father'shandelectro-opticaccordingtomy."Comedown,boy,"hetookcomfortinhistone,"supper'sready.""Iwon'tgo!"Icried,"I'mgoingdown,I'lldie!""Listentome,"myfathersaid,"howfardonotthinkdistanceAslongasyouthinkyouaretotakeasmallstep.Youcandoit.Lookintomyeyesflashlightlighttheplace;youcanseethestonesbeneaththerock?"Islowlyputthebodytomovepast.”See."Isaid."Well,"hesaidtome,"nowyouputtheleftfoottotherock.Don'tworryaboutthenextstep.Listentomywords."Thisseemstobeabletodo.Icarefullyputouthisleftfootandwentontherock,andsteppedonit.Isuddenlyhaveconfidence."Good,"myfatherexclaimed,"nowmovetherightfoot,moveittotherightalittlelowerplace,wherethereisagoal."AndIdid.Myconfidence."Icandoit."Iwantto.EverytimeImoveonlysmallstep,slowlyclimbeddownthecliff.Finally,Isteppedonthecliffrock,intothestrongarmsoffather.FirstIweepforawhile,then,Ihaveagreatsenseofachievement.ThisisIwillneverforgetthe
experience.I'vealwaysfoundthatwheneverIfeelhopelessandfrustrated,aslongasrememberIlongagoinasmallclifflearned,Icancopewithallthe.Iremindmyself,don'tthinkfarbelowtherock,andtofocusonthefirststep,walktheonestepatatime,untilthearrivalofmygoingtotheplace.Atthistime,Icansurpriseandproudtolookback,hispassingawaywashowlong.