One of my favorite moments was in elementary school, about fifth or sixth grade. The phys ed teacher had a thick rope hanging from the ceiling down to the gym floor. We students were told to, one at a time, climb up about ten to fifteen feet or so and come back down. Most of my classmates seemed to have challenges. All I remember is easily climbing to the very top of the ceiling and back down. I must have impressed my phys ed teacher because he went and got my classroom teacher and asked me to do it again for her. :)
My parents remember it, too, because both my classroom teacher and phys ed teacher mentioned it again to my parents during the next parent-teacher conference. :)
Hey, thanks! :) Those rope-climbing moments truly ended up being some of my very best memories of my schooling. And I really liked all of my schooling.
I came across this question by scrolling around. And our little interaction here made me smile again. Thanks for helping me remember a great moment. Made my morning better. :)