Climbing a mountain When I was at primary school, I liked to take trips with my parents. Those were great days for all of us. We could talk for hours about everything, laughed and had a lot of fun. One day, when I was about 7, we took a trip.to one of the biggest mountains in our region. I could not sleep the night before because I was so excited about the trip. The weather was hot and sunny. The first hour of climbing was not hard. Then it became more difficult and I felt tired. I wanted to take a rest for at least. a minute, but I could not stop because my father said: "You need to put up with some difficulties. If you can do this now, you'll be a better climber than me." So, we were climbing and my father was encouraging me. While I was climbing up along a tough and narrow path, I felt absolutely exhausted. But soon we took a short break before climbing to the top of the mountain... At that time the fresh and sweet wind made me feel so cool. I said "Father! Hurry up! I want to see the top!" Two hours later, I was able to get to the top of the mountain. I felt so proud of myself. On the top I could see the huge sun going down in the west. It looked like a big fireball. I can't remember what my father told me on the top but now I realise that he taught me the way to get over my problems and helped me develop self-confidence.

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