I’m going up the lift, the skis weighting heavily on my feet, feeling happy. I’m looking at the slope below me and writing what I see in my head…
Group of students
Fallen skier
Fallen snowboarder, bum down
Mom with the pink hair and the little girl who gains mastery each time
Snow fight
Fallen snowboarder, bum up
Skier almost in a split
Father trying to untangle the baby’s skis both feet are looking backwards with skis firmly locked
A boy skiing with a pair of extra skis on his hands
Fallen snowboarder, making snow angels, completely given up
Little boy running down with no skis screaming ‘Jaaaaack! Hey Jaaaaack!’
‘Mommy, mommy, can you wait for me?’ I hear. I look downhill and mommy is sprawled on the floor, she couldn’t move if her life depended on it. Guess she will wait.
A little red bullet with orange helmet flies straight down bawling ‘INCOMING! INCOMING! INCOMING!”
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