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Much like Santa, I checked my coordinates then I checked them twice, knowing that one wrong number would assure failure.  As I headed on my adventure I was greeted by the sun who wished me good luck, knowing I would need it on my great Geocaching adventure. As I walked along with the arrow on my gps, my excitement rose. The distance began to shorten, and soon I was only feet away. I became a little anxious, excited and nervous about finding my first cache. What would it look like? How big would it be?  I began to search all over, using my given clue of it being magnetic. I searched in all of the places where a magnet could stick, until I saw something just slightly out of place. A normal person would never notice this camouflaged cache. As I quickly lifted it in the air, my whole body left the ground as I jumped in excitement. I had found my first cache, I was successful. Because of my success and boost in confidence, I knew I was ready for my next find. I headed towards the next set of coordinates that I had meticulously entered into my GPS. It wasn't far from my first find, and with the success of the first cache, I figured this one would be even easier. The distance lessened, and I became within feet of my cache. As I searched and searched I realized this wasn't going to be an easy find. Even with my clue, I was unable to find the cache. But all the searching did give me time to reflect. As a teacher, if I were to do caching I would have to be very careful to make the activity challenging, but still a confidence builder. If something is hidden too hard and is unfindable, students will give up and become discouraged, much like I did. 