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One weekend, Sam and Socks Mouse packed their luggage and headed to the mountains. They unpacked their skis and snowboards. "Lets' go!" said Sam. "Let’s go on the gondola" said Socks. They waited for five minutes. "Let’s go on Jimmy's Joker!" said Sam. "Not another black diamond," said Socks in a small voice. "How about Pony Trail instead?" said Sam. So they went down Pony Trail. "Ahh, now my feet are on the board," said Socks. "Yahoo! Full throttle ahead," said Sam. “Yahoo!" said Socks.

The most exciting place I have been is Colorado because there are so many fun things to do and see. I love going to the Broncos game and the Rockies game or just seeing my family out there. I have a lot of friends and family out there that I go out and see. In Michigan, I can see my family and friends a lot so that is why I like going to Colorado. There are also a lot of activities in Colorado like skiing and snowboarding usually whenever I go out to Colorado in the winter I go skiing

On January 20th 2006 was the first time I ever went skiing.I was in a ski group called tiny tigers A ski school at sunshine village. I remember that i didn’t like being in the school part because i just wanted to go skiing.It was funny because after a few weeks my techear told me and my parents that i made it on the bunny hill well i was boncing of the walls when i found out i made it the bunny hill. On December 15th 2008 I was 6 years old I was going up the bronze chair I was getting better and

Title: Colorado’s Ski Safety Act Subtitle: What you need to know before hitting the slopes this season The arrival of cold weather months in Colorado represents the start of ski and snowboard season. While the slopes are a main attraction, offering endless outdoor engagement for winter sports enthusiasts of all ages, they aren’t without their risks. Ski accidents are an unfortunate hazard of this favorite winter pastime, which is why it’s critical that you be armed with important safety information

Once we arrived at the mountain, I can remember feeling nothing but joy, not because I couldn't wait to go sledding, but because for 40 straight minutes we had to Indore my friend Sophia's older brother Danny yell "are we there yet", over and over and over, you would think that an 11-year-old would be more mature than that, but then again we were talking about the boy who spends his days playing video games in his dad's basement. As we stepped out of the car we all put our snow gear on, and headed

Hanson Ski Products I n early July 1986, Alden (Denny) Hanson, president and chief executive officer of Hanson Ski Products, was preparing for a meeting with his executive commit¬tee on the company's current and longer-term financing needs. For one thing, Mr. Hanson wanted to review the plans for fiscal year (FY) 1987.1 Although the com-pany's bankers had provided a $4-2 million line of credit to meet the year's seasonal cash needs, Denny wanted to recheck his figures to be sure that this credit

chalet the dim illumination forces me to remove my blackout oakley airbrake goggles, and exposes the golden brown goggle tan contrasting my pale white skin around my eyes. I lazaly approche the dirty blonde haired lady with coffee stains covering white ski jacket at the front desk. “I’d like to join the air and style competition”, I mumbled. “Name and Age”, she questioned. “Spencer Faber, 16 years old”, I lamented. “Here's your jersey,competition starts in fifteen minutes

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

Swoosh. My skis plow through the wet snow as I tuck down the hill, recording ski speed and distance to complete a physics project on kinetic friction. My hands skim through the pages of the novel Rosaura a las Diez, my eyes scanning for examples of the past tense: el pretérito, imperfecto, pluscuamperfecto. I leave class after a discussion on feminism in Frankenstein and continue to argue with my friends all the way to the cafeteria. When asked if I’m planning on studying a specific area next year

scared Freshman. Once the excitement wore off, however, I struggled so much to adjust to my new environment that I spent countless weekends alone, wishing I could go back home. Over winter break, I was relieved to be spending time with my family on a ski trip to Lake Tahoe. As I skied down the mountains, I was pleasantly reminded that I could overcome any obstacle that I dedicated my time and effort towards.