We all imagine our own personal responses to hazardous situations. Many think of how one could save the day in scenarios that will likely never occur. We envision ourselves as a person who would do the saving rather than needing to be saved. Some people like to equate themselves with the heroes they hear about in their favorite stories. While some people in this world truly are of a heroic nature, many are not. I have often pictured myself acting brave, but faced with fear and trepidation, I find that my imagination is braver than myself.
Toby, a white and black peppered Spaniel, filled to the brim with energy and excitement, tugged my ten-year-old frame down a steep and icy road. The bright red retractable leash I held offered the dog …show more content…
His caught-up leash shook the heavy branches and sent a deluge of snow onto my head and shoulders. Remembering the few houses around me, I began yelling for help. At first my shrieks were mere raspy whispers, but as I grew more desperate, the calls grew louder. After what seemed an eternity, I heard a voice calling to me. I called back explaining myself through gasping breaths. My neighbor came down to hand me her red, plastic shovel. She explained that she assumed my screams for help were but a show on her television. “I’m going to go call 911.” she said urgently. I watched her slip back into the house. I took the shovel and began to slowly dig myself out. I had finally widened the hole enough to climb out when my Dad came around the corner asking where I had been. Through my blubbering I told him all that had happened. Realizing that Toby was still ensnared by the tree’s chilly grip, my Dad set to work untangling him. With my Father’s support, we walked back home with me holding him tight, my arms under his jacket. I watched as the red and white fire truck rocketed past us with their lights flashing to the icy trap I had been ensnared in. But we didn’t stop, we just kept walking.
I had always imagined myself in dangerous situations, seeing myself as a mighty heroin, a strong and fearless character in my own story. After experiencing my snowbound adventure, I see myself just a little clearer, not quite the heroine I expected to come forward in the face of jeopardy. I can only hope that the possible peril of others will bring out a more capable me in future exploits. People may think they know how they will respond to danger, but until we are faced with it we can never be
Toby, a white and black peppered Spaniel, filled to the brim with energy and excitement, tugged my ten-year-old frame down a steep and icy road. The bright red retractable leash I held offered the dog …show more content…
His caught-up leash shook the heavy branches and sent a deluge of snow onto my head and shoulders. Remembering the few houses around me, I began yelling for help. At first my shrieks were mere raspy whispers, but as I grew more desperate, the calls grew louder. After what seemed an eternity, I heard a voice calling to me. I called back explaining myself through gasping breaths. My neighbor came down to hand me her red, plastic shovel. She explained that she assumed my screams for help were but a show on her television. “I’m going to go call 911.” she said urgently. I watched her slip back into the house. I took the shovel and began to slowly dig myself out. I had finally widened the hole enough to climb out when my Dad came around the corner asking where I had been. Through my blubbering I told him all that had happened. Realizing that Toby was still ensnared by the tree’s chilly grip, my Dad set to work untangling him. With my Father’s support, we walked back home with me holding him tight, my arms under his jacket. I watched as the red and white fire truck rocketed past us with their lights flashing to the icy trap I had been ensnared in. But we didn’t stop, we just kept walking.
I had always imagined myself in dangerous situations, seeing myself as a mighty heroin, a strong and fearless character in my own story. After experiencing my snowbound adventure, I see myself just a little clearer, not quite the heroine I expected to come forward in the face of jeopardy. I can only hope that the possible peril of others will bring out a more capable me in future exploits. People may think they know how they will respond to danger, but until we are faced with it we can never be