At first, upon looking at the small iceberg above, I was very eager to climb because it was just looking so reachable enough for me. However, while I was starting to climb over there, I really have had hard time to get to the tip of the iceberg. I even thought, in the middle of my climbing going up, to stop and just forget about missing climbing the iceberg. But I was still determined, a bit, to really step on the top.
Though I failed thrice, I still made it. I was able to climb but not really on the very top most. Hehe. I was still nervous, though.
My mom didn’t try to climb anymore. he was just looking, actually, laughing at me seeing me so pitiful while tying my hardest will and effort to climb. LOL!