My dad was as sick as a dog and laid on the warm couch on a freezing winter day. I ever so slowly went downstairs to ask my dad if we can go skiing. I thought for sure that my dad would say no. I went to the couch where my dad was covered in layers of blankets. I slowly asked my dad if we could go to Pando to ski. He, in a choppy voice said ‘’Ssssuuuurrreee’’ He said in a very tired voice. First we went to the bunny hill where we got some help on how to ski. When I grabbed on to the rope to take me on to the hill my gloves ripped and there was a big giant hole right in the middle of both gloves. Once we got up there I looked down terrified. I could see the nice glaze of the snow down the hill . I shut my eyes and slowly went down. I felt the