The boy was determined to get to the top of the towering mountain to find the dojo. Suddenly as he was climbing the vertical rocks one of his hands struggled to get to the next and slipped.” Oh no this is the end” he thought in his head. He was petrified. He stretched his other hand and gripped strongly to the ledge above and heaved himself up. As he was nervously waiting to catch his breath he noticed that he was at the top.
“THANK GOD there's the dojo” he shouted. He hiked up the icy path one step at a time wiping his sweat. “This is my time”