9. Friday at Home

This Thanksgiving, we were given a few days to relax from our school work and daily lives. Most of the students on campus were given the opportunity to go to their respective homes, which most of the people took, myself included. I traveled on Wednesday and got home late at night. The next day was Thanksgiving, and the day after was the day that my family always decides to set up the Christmas decorations. That means I got to wake up very early in the morning to help decorate! I would say that I love to decorate, but that would mean that I am lying.

We started with the Christmas tree. This has honestly been the one decoration that I actually do like to do. Afterwards we did the lights, which can get a little nerve-racking for me. I'm not one to be scared very often, but one thing that does scare me is heights. When I look downward from a high location, the view seems to warp left to right, then in a circle. My depth perception gets hindered as I peer to heights much beneath the depth of my feet. If I stare for too long, then I often get disoriented and even dizzy. Since I can stumble when I am dizzy or disoriented, I have the possibility of falling down the steep edge. This is why I am not too fond of heights.

Anyway, back to the story at hand, I found myself at the top of a ladder leaning against the roof of our three story house. The base of the ladder was on a pile of rocks which was slightly slanted. The angle of the ladder from the ground was approximately 65 degrees or so, making it an angle that is less than the recommended angle. So even at this point, I am a bit skeptical about the safety of the placement of the ladder, let alone being at the top of that very same ladder. In the end, I slowly grew more and more comfortable with the heights and did my work faster and faster. It actually ended up being fun for me, especially since I got to do it with my father.

After helping my parents with all the things that they needed from me, I got dressed up to look reasonably exceptional. I then proceeded to the church building where there were several of my friends waiting for me. They were all there for my Court of Honor for my Eagle Scout Award. It was finally here. I had already achieved the rank but it hadn't been celebrated yet. I was so happy to see my friends, family, and mentors there. They were there for me, which I was extremely grateful for. It was nice for me to know that I still had friends where I had been away from for so many months.