week 7

i have had several frightening moments. not many have actually been fun scary. there have been times that i was safe but still terrified. i was 7 and going to the arch with my dad and sister. i am bad with heights and the elevator swings the entire way. so you are basically a long ways up in a small metal box that sways 45 degrees. most of the other times were all with my father. i have been inside combines when they start up. i mean my entire body inside one huge moving machine. i also almost lost my right arm while trying to clean out a feeder house that was clogged with wet wheat and my dad turned it on, unknowing that i had my arm in. lucky it started slow so i had time to pull my arm out.