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Personal Narrative-The Big Trip

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I don’t have to rack my brains hard to find the vivid memories of the darkest night in my life.
Walking down memory lane for me is just as pleasant as bathing in the warmth of a cozy fire. I can still recall the zest with which we prepared for “The Big Trip”. “The Big Trip” is the nickname given by the youth of our church to the formidable climb of the second mostforbidding mountain in Africa, Mt. Kenya.
We left Parklands Baptist Church in Nairobi and traveled northwest by bus for about 50 kilometers. We finally arrived at Naru-Moru, a small town at the foot of the mountain that was bustling with tourist activity and booming in the curio-business. After stopping to purchase some last-minute supplies, we proceeded to the Sirimon Park-gate of …show more content…

Weariness violently battered my heart as the chilly mountain wind raced around me whispering my defeat. Barely crawling, beaten and frustrated, I started to toy with the idea of giving up…
I was about to start my journey down the mountain when out of the dark night I heard a voice. It was the strong solid voice of our Youth pastor, Nick, urging me on...“Don’t give up,” he yelled. “Just keep walking, one step at a time. I don’t mind if it’s slow, but just keep walking.” His words re-energized me. He made me stop and think. “Why did I start this climb anyway?
Wasn’t it to get to the peak? Wasn’t it to prove that I could rise above any challenges that come my way?”
With renewed resolve, I set off for the peak once again. My fingers were frozen solid. So were my toes… but my heart was beating for the peak, for Point Lenana. The peak was all I was living for, so at that moment, I chose to take another step. And another, then another till I was moving at an appreciable pace.
Blind to all else except Pastor Nick’s encouragement and the burning desire that had been rekindled in me, I literarily carried myself up the final stretch of the mountain. I went

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