After being at school for seven hours, I put on my boots and headed to the ski lift as I looked at the snow glow in the cold February sun. As I waited in the line, John was grabbing ice balls the size of my hand, while attempting to throw them at my back. As Jack left his station, the smell of weed stenched across the entire ski area. Not even caring about looking at my lift ticket,I easily got on the lift.
I tried to pick up a snow ball as the lift came up and pushed me on its cold, rusty seats. Getting off the ski lift, I never thought anything was going to happen to me. After getting off I turned hard right onto the wooded glades at the ski area. My poles were clipping the trees I was passing by. I loved skiing though the glades and …show more content…
The snow pelted my eyeballs as my legs began to do the splits. Then, a barrage of snow hit me and my eyes went dead shut. I made a right turn and then I suddenly felt an unusual amount of snow on my feet. My glove had fallen off and within 5 seconds my hand was as hard as stone. Trying to get myself out of the mess I am in, I felt myself drop and I suddenly was up to my neck in snow. The first thing I knew,as I fell onto the hard snow was that water would not make a good flavor of ice cream. I had no clue how to get out of this snow bank. I saw Dylan standing next to the ski lift. Dylan was chuckling as he saw my head peek out of the snow. Calling for Dylan to come and help, he instead stared blankly at me for 5 minutes. Knowing I was going to be here for a while, I managed to lay on the snow. I was just waiting for someone to scream,”Do you need any help?” The loud,electrical sound of the ski lift seemed to go on for hours. My neck was turning into a wet icicle as I seeped deeper into the cold,wet snow. The smell of human breath gave me would give me some hope at this …show more content…
Loud sirens were beginning to blast across the entire ski-area.
Suddenly, a barrage of ski patrol looking like redcoats rushed towards me. They pull out a First Aid Kit preparing for the worst. I scream I’m fine, but they still decide to rush towards me. The first thing they did was grab the pass in my hand.
They were angrily screaming at me about how I should buy a lift ticket.
The started asking me,”Why do you have an invalid pass?” I told them, “What do you mean it’s invalid, I ‘ve been using is for the past three hours.” I couldn’t stand the smell of his breath which reaked of dead monkfish .
Then, they took off my skis and I managed to get myself up. Pulling out my skis with a shovel, I knew my skis were at least three feet deep in the snow. Thinking I could get back on the lift, I said thank you and rushed to beat the group finishing their room. They stopped me and interrogated me for 3 hours on how you have to buy a pass whenever you come here. I said,”OK,OK.”
Kids were yelling crazily across the entire cafeteria. As I rushed back into the lodge, Dylan began chuckling like crazy. Mr. S rushed towards me asking if I was Ok. I said,”I’m Fine.” He gave me a nice,warm pair of
I tried to pick up a snow ball as the lift came up and pushed me on its cold, rusty seats. Getting off the ski lift, I never thought anything was going to happen to me. After getting off I turned hard right onto the wooded glades at the ski area. My poles were clipping the trees I was passing by. I loved skiing though the glades and …show more content…
The snow pelted my eyeballs as my legs began to do the splits. Then, a barrage of snow hit me and my eyes went dead shut. I made a right turn and then I suddenly felt an unusual amount of snow on my feet. My glove had fallen off and within 5 seconds my hand was as hard as stone. Trying to get myself out of the mess I am in, I felt myself drop and I suddenly was up to my neck in snow. The first thing I knew,as I fell onto the hard snow was that water would not make a good flavor of ice cream. I had no clue how to get out of this snow bank. I saw Dylan standing next to the ski lift. Dylan was chuckling as he saw my head peek out of the snow. Calling for Dylan to come and help, he instead stared blankly at me for 5 minutes. Knowing I was going to be here for a while, I managed to lay on the snow. I was just waiting for someone to scream,”Do you need any help?” The loud,electrical sound of the ski lift seemed to go on for hours. My neck was turning into a wet icicle as I seeped deeper into the cold,wet snow. The smell of human breath gave me would give me some hope at this …show more content…
Loud sirens were beginning to blast across the entire ski-area.
Suddenly, a barrage of ski patrol looking like redcoats rushed towards me. They pull out a First Aid Kit preparing for the worst. I scream I’m fine, but they still decide to rush towards me. The first thing they did was grab the pass in my hand.
They were angrily screaming at me about how I should buy a lift ticket.
The started asking me,”Why do you have an invalid pass?” I told them, “What do you mean it’s invalid, I ‘ve been using is for the past three hours.” I couldn’t stand the smell of his breath which reaked of dead monkfish .
Then, they took off my skis and I managed to get myself up. Pulling out my skis with a shovel, I knew my skis were at least three feet deep in the snow. Thinking I could get back on the lift, I said thank you and rushed to beat the group finishing their room. They stopped me and interrogated me for 3 hours on how you have to buy a pass whenever you come here. I said,”OK,OK.”
Kids were yelling crazily across the entire cafeteria. As I rushed back into the lodge, Dylan began chuckling like crazy. Mr. S rushed towards me asking if I was Ok. I said,”I’m Fine.” He gave me a nice,warm pair of