Blog #4

I love kids. Little kids make my day on a daily basis especially when they get excited about absolutely pointless things. I work with little kids every weekend, I baby sit, I have volunteered for summer camps at Westside and I work there as a birthday party host. There is this one little girl in grade 5 that went to summer camps while I was volunteering there and she now goes to Calgary Academy. I saw her last year but I didn’t think she remembered me so I didn’t say anything. During the Terry Fox Run this year we had to go to a grade 5 class and find a theme for our grades. She was in the Grade 5 class my class was paired with this year. When she saw that I went to her school, her face just lit up. I have never seen expression of true excitement until this. She jumped out of her desk and hugged me as soon as she could. She wouldn’t let me go until I promised her I would volunteer for Westside again. I kept telling her I had to go but she didn’t let me ago until her teachers had to peel her off of me. It was one of the cutest things I have ever seen. Every time I see her in the hallways, she runs up and hugs and smiles the biggest smile I have and/or ever will see. 

Blog #3

Since I live in Canada and specifically Calgary, I have a lot of winter stories. Some are happy, some are sad but most are hilarious. For example, the time I ran into a tree. This story takes us back to when I was in grade 7. I was in an all mountain ski program at C.O.P. and recently discovered my love for tree runs. On the school ski trip my friends and I ditched the ski lessons we were required to do and went down some runs that weren’t exactly easy for 3 snowboarders. The runs weren’t also that easy for me either. One of my friends decided to take off her snowboard and slide down on her butt. She got out of there safely and we had no idea where the other two went but we weren’t too concerned. I wanted to practice popping off of drops because I had recently discovered my love for taking air at that time. I was kind of scared so I waited for my friend to be completely off the run and sitting safely on the cat track or pathway. When I saw she was completely stable I asked her to spot me because I was kind of nervous. I straight-line the little part of hill, gaining a bit more speed then I hoped to and I hit the drop. I flew uncontrollably off the drop and landing on the cat track, but I couldn’t get control fast enough. I kept going and flew off another drop. In my head I’m thinking well at least there isn’t a tree. Suddenly, a tree appears coming out of nowhere. Oh shit.  I fly head first into the tree. I remember passing out for a couple of seconds. I also remember thinking it was a dream. I wake up stuck between three trees. It took me 10 minutes to untangle myself. My friend and I still laugh at this memory on a weekly basis. It was hilarious then and even funnier now. There isn’t a snow memory in my brain quite like this.