Raised in a Barn

Learning to Ski?

 

“Is she dead?” the little boy asked.

Those were the first words I heard after falling in every direction at the bottom of the hill. I have never been all that athletic and this day was proof of that. I had only decided to go skiing to be with my older sister and cousin. I’ll have to say, we had some good laughs that day. The embarrassing part is  …  I was on the bunny hill. You know, the hill for little kids to learn how to ski.

Having little kids fly by you on skis is more than a little dejecting to a young teenage girl. I was always the little girl with no coordination. Chubby since birth. The little girl nicknamed “Butterball”.

By this time, I had slimmed up, but I still had little coordination.

But even with all of that, the worse part of the bunny hill was the toe rope. I never did get the hang of that. People would just grab on and go. I would grab on and get dragged. Then have to let go and roll away before the person behind me landed on top on me. See what I mean … lots of laughs that day! I couldn’t lift my arms above my head for weeks after that from using muscles that I never knew I had. That was my first and last time on a pair of skis.

You could take this day in history one of two ways:

      1) a horrible, dejecting day of embarrassment and dejection.

or

      2) a day of fun and laughter

I prefer the latter. After all,

A cheerful heart is good medicine,

    but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.

Proverbs 17:22



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  This Blog post is a Prompt from Reflections of a Mother’s Heart

 When Did you learn to Snow Ski? Tell about your experience.

0 thoughts on “Learning to Ski?

  1. What FUN! I’ve never skied, but I imagine I’d be right there with ya on the bunny hill…with one of my kids standing over me saying “you dead Sanka” (cool runnings, lol). BTW, I like your new look, light and bright 🙂

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