I see happiness in the eyes of a child who had quelled the fear of putting up with a step to walk. The anxiety begins with his lame feet, gaping if he can move from his crouching position. They unwrap their hands to welcome who's willing to hold them about. As days go by, their joints becomes stronger and they could crawl through, this is the first step to victory. They smile and laugh as they crawl around the compartment, its feels like smashing the barrier that had made them glued in a position for months, but it doesn't break off there, they gawk around and see a child their age walking and running, this make them shriek back and craving to walk.
The joy is infectious, it unravel to the family and friends when they glimpse their child taking the first step to walk. The child at an onset fear gravity to hit him strong on the floor as he evolve cautious of every step he takes. Then, finally he takes the first step, then second step, until he lost tally. No, at this stage, he wants to do the sauntering all day denying the open arms of those who prefers to carry him around. He feels elation to have conquered the fear, and had the boldness to take the first step. This is the first victory/big break of every man on the Earth, the first true happiness to have become triumphant over fear.
Some years ago, a family was sad when their child of a year and an half was still in the posture of crawling. They had traveled to places in search of outcome, but every remedy given failed. His inability to walk was a concern for them. The child isolated himself from his peers who can walk, his legs were too heavy for him each time he strived to get on his feet with no assistance. He was given different names by people because of his downfall to walk, I could visualize the pain his parents felt each time he was being called those labels.
The child Gideon was brought under our supervision at age 2 still crawling. His parents needed to resume their work and wanted someone to watch over him for them. Again, we took Gideon through the process of learning to walk with the aid of a children wheel, we allowed him push it all through that period to gain strong bones. It took months but finally Gideon started to walk with no backing. Imagine the happiness in his parents heart as they stare at their child of 2 years walking on his own.
Gideon no longer needed to be carried about, he rejected everyone who proposed to carry him. He laughed, played, and jump all through the day and his family with him. After some months, the family appreciated us for the effort as a sign of how thankful they are to see their child walk.