J just asked me if I want to go treeclimbing with the rest of them next week. It is some outward bound activity. I happily agreed to his surprise. His comment “I didn’t asked you as I thought you are like perpetually not keen to join us for these outdoor activities.”
This is different. Treeclimbing is one of my childhood dream! It came from reading too much Enid Blyton stories when I was young. Memories of the Faraway Tree series came floating back. And also, all the other stories involving treehouses. I am so excited.
Ok, back to reality. There is definately no fairy folks or faraway magical land for me to experience next week. More like trying to overcome my fear of jumping to catch a swing from a height. Cos beside the tree climbing, there are stunts to try as well. But, it should be fun. And, if I get to climb the tree, there is one more tiny little dream I fulfil this year.