My First Roller Coaster Ride

First Roller Coaster Ride The first time I rode a roller coaster I was 10 years old; it was the first time I had ever seen one I had felt petrified, my sister wanted me to ride that? She constantly taunted and teased me that I was too short to ride it bestowing the title of “best ride here and you can’t ride it” award, but this year I was finally tall enough. I remember seeing people from all walks of life different hair color, skin color, heights and ages all in line to ride this metal monster

into the Valley Fair parking lot. My group of friends and I exited the bus and crowded into the theme park. We heard the excited squeals from children eating ice cream as well as the eardrum-grating screams from people on the ride closest to us. My friends and I enter the line for my first roller coaster ride. The expression of reluctance was written clearly across my face. I did not want to ride this beast. My friends tried to egg me on. “Just ride the roller coaster!” they all shouted. “You’ll be

can be tossed, slammed, poked at, and sometimes even ripped apart. One important event in my life that molded me and has helped make me the person I am today was my first roller coaster ride. Amusement rides don’t usually change a person’s life, but the first time I went on a roller coaster, I found myself stepping off the ride as an entirely different person. Most people conquer their fears on thrill rides, but instead, I conquered the one thing most people are terrified to face. Something that’s

I was always scared of roller coasters, something about them made me feel weird inside. I would go to Great America with my friends and wait outside the rides that were scary for me. I never really thought about getting on any rides that dropped at the speed of lightning and loops that make your stomach flip upside down twenty times. I would just sit down and watch the rides as they dropped. That was until one day, my friend told me “Close your eyes I’m taking you to somewhere that’s fun.” I didn’t

officially got into the park, we were amazed. I was smiling for so long, my face started hurting. I could hear the screams of riders on the rollercoaster, and the chatter of people walking around. My dad grabbed the park map from his front pocket, and we all decided on which ride to go to first. The rides did not start for another 30 minutes, but we were determined to be the first people on a rollercoaster, so we chose the closest ride to us, which was the Raptor, and walked over to the line. When we got

For some people roller coaster ride are exciting but for me it is the total opposite. I’m more traumatism by Roller Coaster, I guess I have a couple of phobias one is the fear of height which is called Acrophobia, the doctors have not yet name the fear of roller coasters. It started when I was a child about the age of eight. Every summer going on mini family vacations to the amusement parks consist of Cedar Point, Geauga Lake and Kings Island. How excited my sisters and I use to

straight down. If you haven’t ridden a roller coaster that is not how it feels. It gives you a feeling you can’t describe in words. Roller coasters have a rich history and are physics beacons of the world. Also the market of roller coasters is huge. Throughout my research I answered my questions. What is the history of roller coasters? What are the physics of roller coasters? How much do roller coasters and amusement parks cost? and Why are roller coasters such a big market? I have read and reread

thing in my life that required me to be courageous about was my fear of riding a rollercoaster. I had always avoided roller coasters because they had scared me. From my perspective roller coasters were horrifying. They were full of twists and turns, they would drop you from very high heights, and would turn you upside down. Even though roller coasters were scary I knew that I had to ride one to get over my fear. I did, this when I was seven. I went to canoblous with my grandparents and my sister.

Fear. What exactly is it? For me, it’s the twisting in my stomach, the uneasiness that’s starting to rise up from my belly to my throat, the knots slowly forming into a bundle of nerves, and all the anxiety that comes along with it. In this paper, I will be discussing my learning experience with my fear of roller coasters and analyze them with the perspective of learning theories. I will analyze my learning experience(s) with regards to classical conditioning, operant conditioning, and observational

standing in line with my sister and cousin waiting to get on the “Viper”. We were at Six Flags having already been in the long line an hour and a half. We all went on our favorite rides, then we decided to go on the roller-coaster. This was going to be my very first ever roller-coaster in my life. Then the roller coaster conductor told us to get on the coaster. I jumped in, put my seatbelt on and listened to the safety precautions. Then the conductor pressed the button and we were off. My sister, Anna,