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Flying at King's Island

Melanie Sexton, Columbia, wrote this fun memory for Dr. Loretta Murreys English Class at WKU, 1997. It appeared in issue 42.

Being seniors in high school, my friends and I felt as though we were invincible. With the school year drawing to an end and graduation upon us, it was time for our senior trip. Our destination was Kings Island, and as we expected, it was a night to remember...

While on this magnificent trip we found the Extreme High Flyer. It was a one, two, or three-person drop from sixty feet in the air on a bungee cord that sends the person or people flying through the air like a pendulum until reaching an eventual stop.

The swings can get up to sixty miles per hour. Upon spotting this ride, Annie, my friend, and I knew we must ride it. Since it would be cheaper for three people instead of two, we tried to talk our other friends into riding it.

They were chickens. Searching high and low, far and wide, finally we found another partner, Brian. We went to purchase the tickets which were $7 each. Our flight time was to be 8 p.m. This left us with approximately two hours to prepare ourselves for our date with destiny. Most of our friends thought we were crazy. Annie told them, We are not crazy! Melanie and I are going to become women, and Brian is going to prove he is a man! That was truly the best way to put into words what we felt, minus the fear. After all, we could not let our friends know how scared we actually were.

The air was cold, but that did not matter. We drank hot chocolate and ate nachos while trying to keep our minds off the mess we had gotten ourselves into. The cold air stung our noses, and the hot chocolate scalded our tongues.

As 8 swiftly approached, we walked back to meet our fate. As our names were called, we nervously look at each other. As our friends cheered for us in the background, we walked slowly forward. We were taken through a gate and asked to put on one harness each. We were being videotaped and would be given this video as a reminder of our experience.

Our harnesses were attached and were strapped to a bungee cord, raised off the ground, and slowly pulled upward by a pulley system. After being raised about sixty feet, we stopped at the top of a pole. Once at the top, the announcer yelled, One, two, three, fly! We did not move.

He announced once again, One, two, three, fly! Still no movement. We began to panic. We did not know we were to pull a rip cord that connected us to the tower. Finally, after about five minutes, we figured it out. When we pulled the rip cord, we went sailing through the air. We were soaring with the birds. Experiencing the Extreme High Flyer was an amazing feat. I overcame my fear of such a ride. In a sense, Annie was rightwe really did become women that day.

(Reprinted with permission from Broomsedge Chronicles of Western Kentucky University. Dr. Loretta Martin Murrey Publisher)


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