Copyright 2001
When I was about seven or so we lived in a house that had a fence in the backyard which was about six feet high. One fine day I climbed up and sat on the fence. For an unknown reason I decided to lean over backwards holding on with my hands, head hanging down, feet swinging over my head, with my shoes pointing to the low ground behind me. If I let go I would crash down, upside down, head first. I had to think this over for a while. If I let go, I would crash head first. After hanging for quite some time, and getting tired of it, I decided there was a chance I would land on my feet if I held on with only one hand, and let my body swing around in a half circle. So I let go with one hand. After my body swung around, I let go with the other hand. Kerthump! I hit the ground on my hands and knees on the other side of the fence. Never again would I try to do acrobatics hanging upside down on a fence.