Humble’s Climb

This short story is an excerpt from my upcoming book, “Young Warriors”. I wanted to to write a series of short stories to begin to introduce the characters and their background. 

 

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All her training had finally come to this moment, for Humble this would be her most challenging test so far in her training. Since she could remember Humble and her siblings; Tegina, Chad, and Donte have trained in Ninjitsu under the instruction of their father Mr. Mohammed.  Mr. Mohammed was careful to pick tests that were not only challenging and fun for them, but also tested them in something they feared, or saw as an obstacle. Humble’s oldest siblings Tegina and Chad had earlier completed thier first tests.

They both passed with flying colors, Tegina’s test was that she had to go on a three-day quest to fulfill a set of tasks known only to her and Mr. Muhammed. She returned exhausted, but had the biggest smile on her face. Chad’s challenge was just as exhausting, it consisted of one of the most extreme obstacle courses the children had ever seen; complete with rotating platforms, a small pond he had to swim, booby traps, and a small make shift fort to infiltrate without rousing the guards (Humble, Tegina, Donte, and Mr. Muhammed).

Humble’s test was no less difficult, and now she stood there staring at one of the most difficult challenges she had ever faced as a young ninja. There wasn’t much Humble feared, what few things she did she kept to herself. This however was different, she had to climb a 12 foot wall. Padded ‘logs’ were set up to swing across the length of the wall designed to knock the unwary climber off. On top of that 2 feet from the top blocks within the wall were set up to extend alternatively, creating platforms that appeared and disappeared. Letting out a breath, Humble adjusted her hijab and mentally prepared herself for the climb.

“Are you ready?” Mr. Muhammed asked. Humble turned to her father, and before she could say anything he gave the signal for her to begin her test that would challenge her and everything she had so far learned. As she began, Humble kept in mind what her father taught her about climbing. “It’s not a race, take your time… every step, hand hold and foot placement has a purpose…”. She was also careful not to look down. Before she knew it she had reached the halfway mark, and could see.

A log swung close to her nearly knocking her off, Humble struggled to regain her composure and nearly got knocked off a second time by a second had she not pressed her small lithe body against the wall. Humble stopped short of the extending blocks, ” How am i going to get past these?” She thought briefly. She soon came up with a remedy, she had watched her mother play Super Mario Bros. so many times, and from that she had an awesome idea. She could time the extending blocks and use them as platforms to jump from to the other. ” Why not? It’s worth a try.”

Humble continued to climb until she was close to the first block, and after taking a deep breath launched herself to it, and scrabbling on top. She had mere seconds to jump to the next, and wasted no time in keeping time to keep from tumbling off. Before she realized it Humble was near the top, and pulled herself to the top. Standing up to get a full view of her accomplishment, she almost lost her balance from the dizzying height. At the base of the wall she could see her sister, brothers and father looking up at her. Chad, Tegina, and Donte (her youngest brother) were clapping and cheering for her. This was Humble’s proudest moment. She had conquered something she had been training to achieve for so long, and felt like dancing… of course she didn’t for fear of falling.

 

 

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