Learning

In my blog I have written about probably 15 different ski resorts. A professional runner with no legs, an interview with my day, and what I like about skiing. Why did I write about all this stuff? I wrote about what I like to do. I wrote about something that I am passionate about. Skiing is my favorite thing to do because there are nearly endless ski mountains.

I have been skiing since I was in first grade. I went up to Jiminy Peak with my family and my friends. I remember that day very well. It wasn't my favorite day then, but when I remember it, I know it was. I remember that I was in the same ski group as my brother who is three years older than me. I was skiing for a weekend so I had two days of skiing before my parents took me on a real trail. Before then I had just been learning how to get up and how to turn.

A few years later was possibly the most traumatizing day of my life. It too was at Jiminy Peak. I was in a ski lesson and my ski popped off near the top of the trail. I was at the back of my group so no one saw that my ski came off. I couldn't figure out how to get it back on. I could hear my dad's voice in my head, “Face sideways against the hill.” After a few minutes, my brother went by me in his ski lesson. I told him that I couldn't get my ski on. His instructor helped me get it on and I skied down the rest of the trail with them. At the bottom of the trail, I asked one of the people who work at the mountain if the knew where my lesson was. He said that my lesson was waiting for me while my instructor was trying to find me. I was reunited with my group and I kept skiing, at the front of the group.