When I was about ten years old my two neighbor friends who were a year younger and I were so excited about ice skating that we stepped carefully onto a little frozen inlet off of a small stream. We stayed away from the edge toward the stream but it caved in anyway, and dumped us in.
I was a strong tree-climber, and knew this would be kind of like boosting myself up on the kitchen counter, so I held onto the ice edge and boosted my friends up onto it, but two or three times when I tried to boost myself up it broke from my extra weight. Then, that much closer to land's edge, it was thick enough to support me. Cold and dripping wet, we went home.
I caught hell from mom, partly because I was just getting over a cold. I was more concerned that we might have drowned!
“We can't solve problems by using the same kind of thinking we used when we created them.” Albert Einstein