As the next story was constructed, the tower began to sway. Sweat poured down my brow as I stood there helplessly. There was nothing I could do to stop the imminent doom. My ears were filled with the screams of such a catastrophic event. Snapping from the center first, it all came crashing down onto the floor in my room. The screams I heard were imaginary. My anguish was not. Although I had spent hours creating my structure, it was leveled to the ground instantly. I was playing with a Girder and Panel action building set which I was obsessed with at the time. It granted me the ability to connect plastic blue girders together to create buildings. During a time I felt little control, it made me feel omnipotent. Nevertheless, I could never build …show more content…
It was this advice I took into action that led me to new heights. Instead of making a 1 by 1 base as a always did, I laid 6 girders by 6 girders to create a huge foundation. I quickly found myself reaching eye level with my tower. Before long, I required the assistance of a chair until I reached the limit, the ceiling. The accomplishment of reaching this new height gave me the inspiration to improve the structure of my own life. At that moment, I understood my life was the precarious building swaying with each consecutive floor. Surely, if I were to have stayed on the same path, my life would have been limited in the future, but at a young age I saw the connection between the stability of my toy and my own future. In school, I began to listen when our teacher taught about George Washington or the Rock Cycle. I tried flag football, baseball, basketball, and track. While I did not suddenly enjoy the foul taste of broccoli, I did start seeing the appeal of different types of food. I could now reach seemingly infinite