A Summary Of A Short Chapter : Chapter 1

After two more strenuous miles I had reached the summit of Mount Lafayette. As I stood there surrounded by the beautiful mountain ranges I could not get over how blessed I was to have the ability to make it here. A year prior, just walking up a hill was impossible. Then I was fighting a

“I accepted the assignment because I was in the grip of the Everest mystique . In truth, I wanted to climb the mountain as badly as I’d ever want anything in my life” (84).

Two men on different mountains, in different decades, sit atop snowy, windy mountains, reflecting on what got them on such a cold, towering mound of rock and snow. Jon Krakauer tells his story of climbing the Devil’s Thumb “a dozen or so years,” ago, whereas Erik Weihenmayer, a blind man, pulls you into the middle of his story of climbing Mt. Everest with a team of nineteen. Krakauer, in an attempt to escape his boring, dead-end job, ventures to climb a mountain in Alaska by himself. Jon did not succeed on the route he had originally planned on taking, but did achieve his goal of reaching the summit of the Devil’s Thumb by going a different course. However; Jon found that climbing the mountain was unsatisfactory. Weihenmayer reached the summit of Everest with few problems. Erik states that some obstacles during climbing were made invalid because of his blindness. Although both men are in similar situations, they both have very differing experiences on these summits.

Climbing was a huge part of Mortenson’s life; being exposed from a young age. When

Two noticeably famous people who have climbed the ruthless mountain Everest, Tenzing Norgay and Sir Edmand Hillary, are possibly the best 2 climbers that have been around, and If I had to choose between the two, I would pick Norgay. When deciding between the two I had to think about several things, and one of them is the advantages of having both people with myself. Nonetheless, I concluded that they were both bold and that they were willing to do anything to go 29,000 feet. They were both someone who knew about the land, and knew what to do, and not what to do. “At that great moment for which I had waited all my life, my mountain did not seem to me a lifeless thing of rock and ice, but warm and friendly and loving.” (Norgay Page 42) Even

“We had no idea when you would be arriving, runners have been sent to inform the Generals.”

In chapter 1, M. Scott Peck is the author I found the most compelling in terms of his argument. I found Peck’s view the most compelling because thinking of reality like a map is something I never thought could make so much sense. Now thinking of reality as a map I can see I need to continuously revise how I value things in life based on new expectations, findings, and social values. For example, on the topic of gays and lesbians back in my Parents’ Day people thought that being gay or lesbian is a choice of life but with new scientific data, it could be something someone is born with. Therefore, there is a need to revise one’s map. In chapter 2, George E. Saint-Laurent is most in line with my current worldview because I also believe that religion

“Seriously?” one of the other men asked. “Why has it taken so long for you guys to get here?”

“He has said so, Simon,” Falco returned, nodding. “He has since sent a missive to Rome, to the faction leader of the Reds. I should expect word by the new moon.”

"The news traveled faster than you did." He looked up at me, his eyes tired and somber.

“It happened the year before last,” he said, staring out the window. “Morgane had just announced she planned to claim the throne of Camelot for herself. Her Saxon supporters lay in wait everywhere: the Wild Wood, by the Lake, caves, anywhere they might get their hands on Camelot’s citizens. But the true prize for them was capturing knight and torturing them.”

The way his legs hung down toward the water was the epitome of how he was feeling in that moment. A microsecond from falling, every part of his body pulsing with fear and adrenaline. Knowing he would die if he didn’t pull himself up onto the rock, he considered the risks he would have to make. His only foible was the weakness in his arms, notwithstanding a day of nonstop climbing.

“Which way, do we-” The sound of footsteps quickly brought Vincent’s words to a halt, both realizing they were not alone.

"Are ye thinking of the climb or something else lass? Besides, electric lights were not invented for another eight-hundred years when this passage-way was built by the original Selkie clan."

“Quite a few hours from now, yes,” Kurapika sighed. “On such short notice, it can’t really be helped. Barring any mishaps, we should be in Keystone by tomorrow afternoon.”