I remember the first time I ride in ferris wheel. At first, I didn’t want to ride because I’m scared. I’m thinking that I’m going to fall. All I think is negative. But later, I put it away those worries and negative thoughts. I tried to ride even I’m nervous. I was accompanied by my cousin that time. She was just calm and I could see in her face the excitement. When it start to move, I can feel my hand getting cold but the time were in up, I was amazed the beauty of our town. Those nervousness I have at first was turn to enjoyment. I could see the mountains, the roof of houses and the people below. It was awesome. It was my great ride.
