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Story of the Month – Sept ‘06
Climbing Mount
Everest ….. by Ben Jacob.
Hello
my name is Ben I’m going to tell you the story of when I climbed Mount Everest.
It was a few years ago when a group of
friends and I decided to climb Mount Everest.
I brought along my friends Jimmy, Mick, Mike and John. Our real journey began
when we got to base camp at 17.900 feet. We started by climbing over huge
lumps of ice. It took a while because Mike got his foot stuck in a crack.
When we got Mike’s foot out we moved on to some bottomless chasms. I
wanted to get a closer look so I bent over to look and suddenly Mike pushed
me! I was falling to what I thought was going to be my death when something
hairy grabbed me! I looked up and saw a person covered in white hair but
before I got a proper look at him he flung me over the other side of the
chasm into a fierce snow storm. I struggled my way out of the storm. When I
got past the storm I pitched camp for the night.
In the morning I woke up and peeked outside
of my tent and in the distance saw three little figures. I quickly got
dressed and ran outside of my tent to find that the three little figures turned
out to be Jimmy, Mick and John. They told me that when I fell into the chasm
they thought I was dead and that Mike slipped and fell to his death! Then I
explained that Mike actually pushed me into the chasm but something big hairy
and white saved my life. We all put our worries behind us and ventured on.
We didn’t have much longer to climb
but we were still very tired. We were almost there when Mick slipped and fell
down the mountain! I told John to go and see if Mick was alright so John went
down to see if Mick was alright and Jimmy and I took the last few steps to
the top of the world and stuck the Irish flag in the snow. Then John shouted
up to me that Mick was dead! Then his shout caused an avalanche. John ran out
of the way but Mick’s body got covered in snow. Jimmy and I ran down to
see if John was alright. He said his leg hurt a little but other than that he
was fine. He also said that there was no way we could get Mick’s body.
We decided to go home. We went down the mountain, through the snow storm,
over the chasms, over the lumps of ice and back to base camp. When we got
back to Ireland
we told Mick and Mike’s family what happened to them. We always pray
for them.
So that’s the story
of how Jimmy and I climbed Mt.
Everest. The funny
thing is that Jimmy is my dog!
The End
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