On a Saturday afternoon, my friend's eleven-year-old daughter Jenny and I wound our way through the crowd at the State Fair of Texas. Her dad, along with my husband, followed behind. Seconds later, we arrived at the section of the fair that I dreaded (畏惧) more than searching for a place to park: the midway rides. As the loudspeakers shouted "I Will Survive", potential victims passed us like a tornado.
Jenny looked up at the windsurf ride with her eyes wide open. I was confident that she, like my children when they were her age, would bypass the twisting, terrifying, multi-story mechanical arms and continue walking elsewhere.
I was wrong.
"Will you go on this ride with me? "she asked.
"Um, sure, "I answered while glancing up at the people who were suspended upside down.
"How bad could it be? "I asked.
"Not bad if rides don't make you sick, "Jenny said.
I could have made up an excuse for not to risk my life. Or I could have admitted my possibility of motion sickness. But, earlier that morning, I had challenged myself to try something new each week. I was ready to push myself out of my comfort zone. Jenny stared at the ride, eager to experience the same thrill as the brave group of riders in front of us, I couldn't say no.
We bought two tickets. After climbing into our seats, an attendant reached up, pulled down the bar, and locked it in place .The ride lifted us slowly and then turned us over like the blueberry pancakes. Staring at the ground directly below us, I wondered why I had decided to wear flip-flops (人字拖) . I wondered when my new health insurance would kick in. My stomach upset. The ride touched down finally. Her dad and my husband were waiting for us at the exit. "How was it? "they asked.
"Fine. No big deal, "I said, even though my head was dizzy. Jenny walked ahead of us and convinced me to keep taking chances and sample more rides.
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"Oh, look at the pirate ship! " she said.
On the way to the car, I sent my son a video of me on the first ride filmed by my husband.
