Cliff Notes

I was guiding a rock climbing field trip for a middle-school adventure-education class. The weather was perfect. The view from Mount Erie was breathtaking. The kids were all getting along. Then it was Micah's turn to climb. He put on the harness, tightened his helmet, and raced up the rock face. He had no fear and was confident to a fault. It took him only four minutes to scale the face and reach the "Stop here" flag. He didn't stop. He kept climbing higher. Yelling at him did no good. Telling him he could get hurt did no good. Telling him he would be sent home and relinquish all future field trips didn't stop him.