Few years ago, I had the most unforgettable Christmas in my life. As usual during the winter vacation, I and my mother went to ski with my father who is really outgoing person. However, I am totally opposite type of person with my dad. I am an introverted person who loves to stay inside. However, since childhood, he had forced me to enjoy skiing. At that time, I had to obey him without question.
The day was December 25, 2009. We woke up early and prepared for skiing. I continued to mutter about uninteresting skiing and my dad kept nagging at me about my complaining. However, at the end, I lost and had to obey him.
I reached the top of the ski slope. I didn’t want to go down, but there was no alternative way to get out of that situation. I started to come down. However, at the middle of the way, suddenly, I heard something sounds really ominous. I slowed down the speed to figure out where the noise was coming from but it was a wrong idea. I noticed someone ran towards me with a great speed. So I tried to get out of the way quickly, but failed to do so. I crashed to someone and rolled down the hill, first one way and then another, finally coming to rest against a large hole at the slope’s edge. The snowboarder came to me and asked me how I felt like. To be honest, I thought I was the luckiest girl in the world since I didn’t feel any pain at all. I slowly skied down the slope, but after I met my family, the pain gradually grew bigger and bigger. I think my tension released after I met my family.
Anyway, we straightly moved to the emergency room and figured out my both arms were broken and my facial skin was deeply wounded by the broken goggles. I had to wear casts and have a facial treatment for two months. Since my arms were in casts, my mother helped me on everything from one to ten. During those two months, I could realize the great depth of her love.
Ever since I experienced that worst Christmas, I have never gone for skiing, because even the accident happened almost 4 years ago, the memory of that Christmas threatened me. However, one day I finally realized how foolish I was. Finally, I faced my fear and overcame it. I decided to learn how to snowboard this winter vacation. Now I know that it is very silly being caught in a dilemma. There will be no more progress when we hesitate to face our fear. I am so proud of myself and I’d like to tell to someone who is scared to try something again.
You can do it! So start it again with a fresh heart.
