It went on as far as the eye could see. A long sea of white, with endless space, yet invisible at the same time, covered completely. The near end was where it all began, starting with greens and oranges and yellows and reds. By the middle, there were piles and piles of every variety, to be mixed and matched to your heart’s content. But, it was the finale that really amazed me, with its endless color, sparkles, and overflowing extravagance. I always skipped the finale, because I’m seriously, terribly, awfully, horribly, deathly allergic to nuts.
Us skiers, after a long morning on the slopes, needed to replenish our calories. We’d been on the mountain for hours, having so much fun with our jumps, dives, and falls. We’d wait in endless lines for a chairlift, but not even care because we were in the sun and having the time of our lives. But, once the clock struck 12:30, we and all the other skiers abandoned the mountain and instead piled into the restaurant to join the long lined at the buffet. Day after day, I went for the chicken fingers and fries, gliding past the greens and other vegetables, passing on the pasta, sliding past the sausage, and skipping over the steak. Some moms were forcing their kids to eat healthy food, but …show more content…
I remember arriving at the Deer Valley clinic and seeing the doctor who looked like he was in a western movie, wearing cowboy boots, a leather vest, and a huge black hat. My mom was panicking, and screamed at the doctor that I appeared unconscious. He seemed a lot less panicked, and told her that it was because she had “overdosed me on Benadryl.” My mom wasn’t going to be convinced, and so made him run a million tests just to be sure. After them all, he was still sure. After a while, he sent me home, telling me I’d feel fine in the morning and telling my mom to stop feeding me
Us skiers, after a long morning on the slopes, needed to replenish our calories. We’d been on the mountain for hours, having so much fun with our jumps, dives, and falls. We’d wait in endless lines for a chairlift, but not even care because we were in the sun and having the time of our lives. But, once the clock struck 12:30, we and all the other skiers abandoned the mountain and instead piled into the restaurant to join the long lined at the buffet. Day after day, I went for the chicken fingers and fries, gliding past the greens and other vegetables, passing on the pasta, sliding past the sausage, and skipping over the steak. Some moms were forcing their kids to eat healthy food, but …show more content…
I remember arriving at the Deer Valley clinic and seeing the doctor who looked like he was in a western movie, wearing cowboy boots, a leather vest, and a huge black hat. My mom was panicking, and screamed at the doctor that I appeared unconscious. He seemed a lot less panicked, and told her that it was because she had “overdosed me on Benadryl.” My mom wasn’t going to be convinced, and so made him run a million tests just to be sure. After them all, he was still sure. After a while, he sent me home, telling me I’d feel fine in the morning and telling my mom to stop feeding me