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2010-11-03 12:04:49
ive been writing a collage admissions essay and righjt now it is horribel. the main point is that i convince my sister to enjoy snowboarding.
[INDENT]“I can’t do it!”
“Its easy once you get used to moving sideways, you can’t keep the board flat on the ground. You have to ride on the edge just enough to prevent the board from wobbling. “Let’s go back up the hill and try again.”
We walk over to the rope puller thing and grab on, letting it side us up the hill.
“OK, When you go down I want you to turn right and then left. Push your back foot in the direction you want to turn away from.”
“Can I try it on the trail?”
“Later, you can’t go up until you can turn and stop yourself. You’ll run into a tree.”
Chelsea goes down the slope and catches an edge while she makes the first turn.
“Chelsea,” I projected my voice, “you have to hold your edge up while you turn. Think of it as skidding.”
She silently glides up to the top of the hill where I am and tries again, obviously frustrated. The second time she goes down she turns perfectly.
“Perfect!” I yell as I look at her I can tell she’s glowing with pride.
“Can I try the trail now?”
“Not until you can stop a little better.”
“That’s a pretty good idea, let’s go to the lift.”
Chelsea is still sitting in the snow so I grab her hand and help her up. We slide over to the lift with some difficulty. Chelsea can’t hold the board straight without both feet being strapped in. As we get onto the lift, Chelsea starts to complain.
“My board is pulling me off the chair!”
“Try putting your board over your unstrapped foot, so that its weight isn’t just dangling.
“Should I put the bar down?” I ask.
“No, I can handle it. Can I ski after this?”
“I think that once you get used to moving sideways instead of forward, you will love snowboarding. A few more runs, ok?” I poke her and get a laugh.
The top of the lift is close so I tell Chelsea to straighten her board and get ready to slide off the lift. She falls and the lift chair pushes her so I grab her arm and pull her out so the people on the next chair don’t trip over her. She gets up and lets me pull her away from the lift so she can strap her left foot in.
As Chelsea straps in her foot I ask her which trail we should try.
“The left trail is more gradual but has a steep end part that you can slide down on your butt if your not comfortable standing.”
“What about the one that goes straight?”
“That one has moguls, little bumps that are hard to go over. You aren’t ready for those. The trail on the right is a little steeper than the left trail, but it has no really steep part.”
“Let’s go right then.”
We barely get 100 feet before 3 teenage skiers nearly plow Chelsea as they hit a jump. They sail les than a half foot from her side. “Whoa, that was close! I felt the air rush by.”
“Yea, those skiers need to be more careful. There is no way they didn’t se you. You aren’t hurt are you?”
“No, I’m fine.”
“Ok, is snowboarding fun yet?”
“Yea, when I get going its fun. Falling is too. It doesn’t hurt like when falling on skis.”[/INDENT]
[INDENT]“I can’t do it!”
“Its easy once you get used to moving sideways, you can’t keep the board flat on the ground. You have to ride on the edge just enough to prevent the board from wobbling. “Let’s go back up the hill and try again.”
We walk over to the rope puller thing and grab on, letting it side us up the hill.
“OK, When you go down I want you to turn right and then left. Push your back foot in the direction you want to turn away from.”
“Can I try it on the trail?”
“Later, you can’t go up until you can turn and stop yourself. You’ll run into a tree.”
Chelsea goes down the slope and catches an edge while she makes the first turn.
“Chelsea,” I projected my voice, “you have to hold your edge up while you turn. Think of it as skidding.”
She silently glides up to the top of the hill where I am and tries again, obviously frustrated. The second time she goes down she turns perfectly.
“Perfect!” I yell as I look at her I can tell she’s glowing with pride.
“Can I try the trail now?”
“Not until you can stop a little better.”
“That’s a pretty good idea, let’s go to the lift.”
Chelsea is still sitting in the snow so I grab her hand and help her up. We slide over to the lift with some difficulty. Chelsea can’t hold the board straight without both feet being strapped in. As we get onto the lift, Chelsea starts to complain.
“My board is pulling me off the chair!”
“Try putting your board over your unstrapped foot, so that its weight isn’t just dangling.
“Should I put the bar down?” I ask.
“No, I can handle it. Can I ski after this?”
“I think that once you get used to moving sideways instead of forward, you will love snowboarding. A few more runs, ok?” I poke her and get a laugh.
The top of the lift is close so I tell Chelsea to straighten her board and get ready to slide off the lift. She falls and the lift chair pushes her so I grab her arm and pull her out so the people on the next chair don’t trip over her. She gets up and lets me pull her away from the lift so she can strap her left foot in.
As Chelsea straps in her foot I ask her which trail we should try.
“The left trail is more gradual but has a steep end part that you can slide down on your butt if your not comfortable standing.”
“What about the one that goes straight?”
“That one has moguls, little bumps that are hard to go over. You aren’t ready for those. The trail on the right is a little steeper than the left trail, but it has no really steep part.”
“Let’s go right then.”
We barely get 100 feet before 3 teenage skiers nearly plow Chelsea as they hit a jump. They sail les than a half foot from her side. “Whoa, that was close! I felt the air rush by.”
“Yea, those skiers need to be more careful. There is no way they didn’t se you. You aren’t hurt are you?”
“No, I’m fine.”
“Ok, is snowboarding fun yet?”
“Yea, when I get going its fun. Falling is too. It doesn’t hurt like when falling on skis.”[/INDENT]
