My dad used to take my sister and me to the park near our house every now and then. While my sister and I would run around and play tag or climb on the playground, my dad would watch from far and make sure we were safe. There was a balance beam that I loved to climb and walk on; my dad would take my hand, but I always wanted to do it on my own. My sister and I loved hanging on the beam while my dad would shake it. It was like a roller coaster for us.
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