Black Diamond Skiing Personal Narrative
Black Diamond Skiing Personal Narrative
“ You are going to be fine ,” Eddie said , “ It is just a black . Piece of cake .”
I did not believe him as I had bad memories of black ski trails . When I was younger , I fell while skiing on a black diamond . The skis had automatically opened while I was making my run , then my ski stayed stuck on a hill and I could not get to it . Even though the crash was not my fault and someone came to help , it was a scary memory and it still haunted me . I did not want it to happen again . It did not help my fears that this had happened with Eddie at my side .
While I was still thinking about my past experience , my mind was brought back to the present and the task at hand . “ Is it ice ?” I asked . “ No , it is just snow . It is soft and helps you glide down nicely ,” Eddie responded . I knew he was trying to help , but everyone knows he is a great skier and fear is not part of him . “ Just go , I will be behind you . Do not worry !” he shouted . While Eddie has no fear , I could feel it creeping up my spine . I know if I let this go on for too long in my mind , I would not be able to do it . Should I really do this ? I asked myself as I inched my skis toward the edge of the slope . My life was flashing in front of my eyes .
Well , I did it once , and it cannot be worse this time , I tried to encourage myself . Then , before the fear completely hit me , I took my heart in my hand and pushed off into the ‘ abyss .’
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