Swinging from trees

Today I took 24 students out to a high ropes course for a field trip. I had taken a group of students a couple years ago but decided that since there were an even group of students, I would just stay below and encourage the students while they are up there. (reality was I was too chicken to make a fool out of myself) This year, the other teacher was convinced that we were going up and completing every challenge. Each activity looked so much easier from the ground than it did when I was in the air. Between the wind swaying the trees that we were attached to and the crazy feeling I would get when I looked down, I was pretty pathetic. There were certain points throughout the course that my legs were shaking so fast I literaly could not stop them. I hate heights and even through I knew that I was supported by a rope, there was no comfort in that rope keeping me up. There is so many positive analogies and lessons that can come out of a high ropes experience. I think the thing I enjoyed seeing the most was how much the students supported one another. I have never heard such positive encouragement spoken from high school students to one another and even to us as teachers. I am pretty bruised up today from taking a few nasty spills but it was worth it.