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Personal Narrative-The Joy Of Skiing

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Speed! That’s all I think about as I head down the slope. The wind blasts in my face as I race down. Suddenly, I swerve out of control; I freak out. My skis fall off and I’m stuck on a snowy hill looking down at a steep slope. Fortunately, my dad skis down and stopped a few a feet away from me. Panicking, I sat down and begin to worry. Yet, my dad eventually straightens me out and shows me how to get back up, we continue skiing.

This was not my first time skiing. However, I was still a beginner. I still like to go with my dad. He was a big help to me in learning. Yes, I took lessons every time I went, although he was an equal help. One of the things he helped me with was how to use the ski poles.

Every good skier needs to know how to

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