I woke up at 8:30am. We left for cross country skiing at 9:45. It was so funny when we got to rockefeller at cross country when Dad was putting on his skies one of his skies slid down the mountain. Then when we were skiing on our way to the lake, I fell and fell and landed on my back head. It felt like I had a concussion because I slipped and fell backwards and fell really hard. I felt like I hurted my head. When mom fell she was screaming. I waved the ski pole at dad to make him stop. When Dad made me and mom and I go down the curvy hill Dad chose me to go first. I was going down the hill and I lost balance and fell and nearly hit my head against the rock and I fell and nearly fell off the little mountain. I fell and my legs were twisted. I felt like I broke my leg. My legs were twisted and all tanged up. Almost my leg was twisted the wrong way. I felt that my ankle just popped to me it felt like I dislocated my ankle really bad but I didn't.
I couldn't get up for 5 minutes and I struggled. It was a very hard time for me. I tried to take off one of my skies and it didn't work. I took off my glove and used my bare hand to push it very hard. But it didn't work and I ended up loosing my glove. I felt like crying because I was hurt and my leg was almost twisted the wrong the way. So Dad came to my rescue and told me to grab his hand. Then he yanked me up and said "you almost banged your head agianst the rock. Then Dad yanked me up very hard and I was up. I was able to continue my ski. But Dad fell as well and mom took a picture. Mom was a little worried about me. I was crossing the bridge and I almost fell and almost fell off the bridge. Poor me. When I went down the icy road and was sliding down and I was nervous and I made a tremendous stop. I was screaming. I felt proud. Then when I got back my head hurted a little bit. Next weekend I will got skiing agian and it was fun for me to fall at the down hill and got stuck and nearly dislocated my ankle.
I couldn't get up for 5 minutes and I struggled. It was a very hard time for me. I tried to take off one of my skies and it didn't work. I took off my glove and used my bare hand to push it very hard. But it didn't work and I ended up loosing my glove. I felt like crying because I was hurt and my leg was almost twisted the wrong the way. So Dad came to my rescue and told me to grab his hand. Then he yanked me up and said "you almost banged your head agianst the rock. Then Dad yanked me up very hard and I was up. I was able to continue my ski. But Dad fell as well and mom took a picture. Mom was a little worried about me. I was crossing the bridge and I almost fell and almost fell off the bridge. Poor me. When I went down the icy road and was sliding down and I was nervous and I made a tremendous stop. I was screaming. I felt proud. Then when I got back my head hurted a little bit. Next weekend I will got skiing agian and it was fun for me to fall at the down hill and got stuck and nearly dislocated my ankle.
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