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“Oh my gosh! I can’t believe we are going to Italy to go snowboarding tomorrow! I am


Dedicated to my sister Jenny for teaching me a very meaningful lesson


“Oh my gosh! I can’t believe we are going to Italy to go snowboarding tomorrow! I am so excited,” I told my sister Jenny while I stuffed all my clothes into my suitcase. “I know right! It’s going to be AWESOME,” my sister replied. “Oh yeah, remember to bring your helmet. You are going to need it BIG TIME.” “Yeah, ok whatever, I’ll do that later,” I answered. It was a warm Italian winter day and I was waiting in line to go on the obstacle course. Stefan, a 12 year old boy in the same snowboarding group as I was, was already halfway down the obstacle course. It looked really easy. Marcin, my instructor was telling me the best way to go past the obstacle courses, but of course I didn’t want to listen to him. Looking down the hill I saw all the different obstacles and right in the middle of everything was the kicker. My ears were red from the coldness. Bringing my helmet would have been a good idea but I made the choice to leave it at the hotel. I was wearing a navy blue beanie with a blue hoodie and dark purple snow pants. My sister and cousin were waiting in line behind me. Right before I got ready to go, I got a wave of nervousness rush over me. The green light shone right in front of my eyes. I decided that I couldn’t do this and needed more time. The teacher told the skiers behind us to go. As Marcin was telling me the best way to go down, I decided not to listen to him and let my mind wander off to space again. “Remember to pick up speed before going on the kicker and then remember DO NOT look down while you’re in the air.” That was all I heard from his long speech. I probably should have asked him to repeat the instructions but I decided that I was going to be fine on my own. When I looked up I saw a bright green light in front of me. This is not going to be good. I thought to myself. I looked down the hill and saw all the courses. I decided that I was never going to know how I will do if I never try so I closed my eyes, took a couple of deep breaths and I pushed off. I snowboarded through all the courses without any troubles. The strong wind blew through my hair. I put a smile on my face and enjoyed myself. The strong wind blew in my face causing my cheeks to have a rosy colour. I saw the kicker coming up right in front of me. I bent my legs to pick up speed (just like I was told to) and felt my board going up I straightened my legs and when I looked down I was already in mid-air. Looking down was probably not the best idea since the next thing I knew, I was tumbling down the hill. I hit my head against the hard rock snow and everything blacked out. I heard footsteps approaching and someone shaking me. I opened my eyes. Everything was spinning and all I could see were blurry faces. I closed my eyes again and opened them again and I could just make out the faces of my sister, cousin and Marcin. I sat up and reminded myself where I was. The instructor told me to unstrap my feet from the board and walk to the bar. He told my cousin and my sister to go with me in case anything happens. Once I got in the bar I immediately spotted my mom and walked to her. I told her I felt really sick and sleepy. She went and got some ice for me to put on my head. I was shivering of the coldness and I felt my hoodie soaked in ice freezing water. I changed my clothes and lie down on the bench and immediately found myself in my dreams. The kicker was ahead of me, I bend down to pick up more speed. I was in the air and felt myself tumbling into a black hole, I lay in the white snow with my eyes open looking up to the sky and I slowly felt my eyes closing. “Annie, Annie!!” My mom woke me up from my nightmare. “Where am I?” I woke up looking around with confusion.


My mom told me everything that happened and she said that I was asleep for almost 2 hours. She felt my head and said that it felt really warm. I asked her for some water and after I drank some water I felt woozy and told her my head still hurt. I iced my head for around 30 minutes while I ate a healthy lunch. I felt way better after eating and told my mom that I wanted to go back out on the slopes. The rest of the afternoon I just snowboarded down the small hills while I enjoyed watching my sister and cousin try to master the obstacle course. Until this day I have never been on any obstacle course that required me to ski or snowboard and I’m not planning on going on an obstacle course anytime soon. I really should have listened to my sister and paid more attention to my instructor that day. I had to learn my lesson the hard way but it was definitely meaningful. Now I know that even though my sister is two years younger than me doesn’t mean that she isn’t right and doesn’t have any good advice. Now whenever my sister gives me any good advice I take it. And I also listen to anyone that is more experienced than me and knows more in an activity or sport.


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I hit my head against the hard rock snow and everything blacked out. I heard footsteps approaching and someone shaking me. I opened my eyes. Everything was spinning and all I could see were blurry faces.

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