From double black diamonds to moguls, and glades. I can ski almost anything. However, it wasn’t always like that. Here is how I began my skiing career. In March of 2010, my brother Alec, got on a plane to Massachusetts, so we could visit our dad for the holidays. After a long plane flight, our father drove us to his house, but it was late, so we had to immediately pack my Dad’s blue Ford Explorer, and go to bed. The next day we hit the road early in the morning while it was still pitch black outside, street lights still on, and suns from a bunch of solar systems dotting the sky and illuminating the road in front of us. “Guess where we're going?”, my padre cheerfully asked. At that moment, only my step-mom, Mara, and my dad knew what was
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Upon getting clothed, we had to put on our ski boots, which were extremely tight around our feet and ankles. This was a new sensation for me and I didn’t like it! As we were getting ready to walk to the slopes, Alec and I found out that we were getting ski lessons. We were very opposed to this, because it meant we would not be with our daddy. Without a choice, we went to the lesson. At first, Alec and I hated it, due to the fact that we were constantly falling. By the afternoon, Alec’s orange coat was a light orange, and his blue pants were white. The same thing happened to my green and brown jacket, and my blue pants! On top of that, the snow was melting on us; we were getting all wet and started feeling all yucky. Fortunately, lunchtime came around.
For lunch, we went inside. There I ate piping hot fries, chicken tenders which were nice and warm with a crispy outside, and scorching hot chocolate without marshmallows. Unfortunately, the hot chocolate, burnt the tip of my tongue. When our bellies were full we went back outside. By this time, we decided that we wanted to finish the rest of the full-day lesson. In the afternoon, we had a lot more fun. In fact, we were doing the big carpet instead of the baby carpet. As we were spending less time on the ground, so we were having more fun. Just as we were getting good at skiing our first ski day came to an
Upon getting clothed, we had to put on our ski boots, which were extremely tight around our feet and ankles. This was a new sensation for me and I didn’t like it! As we were getting ready to walk to the slopes, Alec and I found out that we were getting ski lessons. We were very opposed to this, because it meant we would not be with our daddy. Without a choice, we went to the lesson. At first, Alec and I hated it, due to the fact that we were constantly falling. By the afternoon, Alec’s orange coat was a light orange, and his blue pants were white. The same thing happened to my green and brown jacket, and my blue pants! On top of that, the snow was melting on us; we were getting all wet and started feeling all yucky. Fortunately, lunchtime came around.
For lunch, we went inside. There I ate piping hot fries, chicken tenders which were nice and warm with a crispy outside, and scorching hot chocolate without marshmallows. Unfortunately, the hot chocolate, burnt the tip of my tongue. When our bellies were full we went back outside. By this time, we decided that we wanted to finish the rest of the full-day lesson. In the afternoon, we had a lot more fun. In fact, we were doing the big carpet instead of the baby carpet. As we were spending less time on the ground, so we were having more fun. Just as we were getting good at skiing our first ski day came to an