Personal Narrative: My Skiing

At the age of twelve I started skiing. Not by choice, but because my grade was going and my mom thought it was an easy way to get out of teaching me herself. Well anyway, after that terrifying trip I loved it, and believe it or not, I

Growing up I was always exposed to the medical field because my mom worked in the emergency department in the local hospital. When I graduated high school, I got a job working in the construction field making a great salary, for as young as I was. Because of this, I continued to work in this field for the next eleven years. It wasn’t until I was 29 years old when I got laid off of my construction job and my whole world came crashing down on me. I moped around for a month but quickly realized that this is now my time to pursue my dream of becoming a Firefighter and Emergency Medical Technician (EMT). That next summer I enrolled at Aims Community College in

Omg! I am going to have so much fun snowboarding! Today in my life I am at a super cool place. It’s in the UP and it’s called Ski Brule. It has all the snow hills you could possibly think about. I could never stop imagine me going down the hill and be so proud of me. But hopefully I don’t break any bones in my body. Because I still have basketball in the winter. But after I just took a soft energize nap. Then… We arrived. OM to the G! It was exactly what I imagined. The people gliding through the snow with their cool snowboards and their ski’s.

The coat of armor I adorned, made of down feathers and a nylon shell, yielded no protection against the daggers of that cold winter air. As I peered out toward the horizon, I saw nothing but tree tops, and some snow capped mountain tops in the distance. With my feet bound to freshly waxed skis, the only thing stronger than my ski poles was my determination to get down the mountain.

Last year I started a new sport, cross country. I only did it because my lacrosse coach said that it might help me get better for lacrosse. So I went to the first late summer practice last year to see what this was like, so then we did warm-ups and a lap around the track. Then it was the first time I met coach Chase, My first impression of him was going to be very strict, But soon realized that this was false because of one of the first things he said. He said “I know there are a lot of nerves here right now, but cross country isn’t about winning every race, that comes later” then continued with “Cross country is about showing what you can do to yourself.” This struck me very hard because I was not that fast and was near the back. Through that fall the team did very well, I also made some progress myself. After the season was over I made a decision.

We greeted each other with kind respect. We met on the trail when his wagon broke. I offer to help Curtis Mick Colloni with his wagon. We exchange each other name and we left. I knew he was a skilled doctor and he he would I left the place and I ask Curtis if he would like travel together. As I was walking, I saw Hunter. I ran up to him and greeted him. I met Hunter Norm Cline during the trail when it block by a log. There was a lot of people and together, Hunter organized the group to pull the log. I ask if he would like to join me on the way to Oregon. He said he had 2 other family going on the trail and ask if I would join. He also mentioned that he was the leader of the group. I merge with the group and together we form a wagon

My father drops me off at school on a Saturday morning at 7:00 am with me fully dressed in the brown and turquoise snowsuit my mama had gotten me a few days before. As we pull into the elementary schools parking lot we see a dozen of other kids fully dressed to go on the ski and snowboarding trip like myself. I have never gone skiing before but I'm sure it will be fun, Daddy says that once I learn we can go up to the Bogus ski resort as a family. I say goodbye to my daddy and wish that he would be the one picking me up later that night when we get back but he has to take care of my baby sister Anna since Mama is gone. She won't be gone for long though, because she is coming back home tomorrow or the next day. Whenever the weather is good for

When times get tough, don’t give up. If you want to be the best you can be you don’t have a choice but to push your limits and try. As these words of encouragement have made me become who I am, cross country has shaped me into the person I am today.

Throughout the active school year, I take part in cross country, track and basketball. I also played volleyball for a year, but I decided to concentrate on my main passion, cross country, instead of dividing my time and attention into two sports at the same time. I have been running cross country ever since I was old enough to run in the munchkin races. The sport has been passed down through the family, almost every single one of my siblings have run or at least tried it. In track, I have ran the mile and two mile since the seventh grade. These last couple years I joined into the long distance relays. In 2016, the first year we decided to start a relay it consisted of my sister, Victoria, Tristen Ness, and Sammy Swanson. The first time we ran

Cross country is a sport for the dreamers. This fact becomes abundantly clear once setting foot out on the course. The atmosphere created by this determination and drive is palpable. A defining difference that separates cross country from other team sports is the lack of ill will towards other teams, rivalries are present but they provide for a greater sense of competition between schools. When looking up sportsmanship in the dictionary it says “refer to cross country”. What creates such a friendly environment that many other sports seem to lack? It all goes back to the shared goal, to finish.

My training in the military was geared toward situations that held potential for the occurrence of emergency situations. Ranging from a deployment with the U.S.S Harry S. Truman aircraft career with VMFA-312 to my time in Guantanamo Bay, where I obtained my NRP, ACLS, EMT-B, and PALS certifications for the first time. After completing my 5 years of service I was honorably discharged, so that I could continue my pursue becoming a doctor. I obtained my medical assistance and phlebotomy license and worked full time in the emergency room as a lab technician, through my 3 years of undergrad. Overall my entire experience has helped me gain a respect and love of being an emergency medicine doctor.

"Hmm, I think I'll wake up tomorrow and run 10 miles!", said no non Cross Country runner ever. This is a prime example of why a lot of people don't do it. It is a very rigorous sport that requires a very special type of person to participate in. What kind of people does Cross Country attract? If you asked me, I would say that Cross Country is the toughest, geekiest sport there is.

My heart was thumping heavily, as the bus took a turn towards the mountains. I didn’t know why I had agreed, but it was too late to turn back.

On a hot summer day my friends and I wanted to do something fun because we were bored and didn't know what to do. I called all my friends to see if they wanted to do something. We gave ideas like Disneyland, beach and movies. We didn't do those because it was either too far ,too hot or they was nothing good to watch. So one of us just said ice skating. We all agreed to do that. So a few minutes later we all left and started walking. When we got there we all paid and started getting dressed because we had to wear certain clothes so we are able to skate in the rink.

After my nap we all got dressed and went up to the tobogganing hill. It became a struggle sometimes because we wanted to go together but we had a lot of people. We went for at least 30-40 minutes but after doing the same slope for a while it got boring. So we went back to the cabin and hung out for a while till something came up that we would go do.