Skiing-Personal Narrative

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THIS I BELIEVE I believe in many things. Some are are expected of me like the fact that I believe in brushing my teeth and obeying the law. Some though are special to only a certain group of people including me. I believe that besides my family and friends , skiing freestyle is the best thing that ever happened to me. I would never miss a chance to ski moguls. When I am at the top of a run, I realize that I am so lucky to have the chance to do a sport so intense yet so satisfying.
As I rip down the moguls, the feel of the edges of my ski slicing the backside of the bumps fills me with inexplicable joy. Because my mother taught this sensational sport at such a young age, I have been in love with it since I was two.
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I do see the rush and excitement though in pushing myself to ski faster and to soar higher than before while still looking sick doing it.
Not only is freestyle skiing a fun and exulting sport but also a way to make friends and meet people from all over the world. My brother for example skied 10 years in freestyle, and is now still in touch with friends he met from Australia and all over the states. I have never given up a powder day to do anything ever unless it is school which is still a rare occasion.
Plus, freestyle skiing is challenge that teaches things that are essential in life such as responsibility, determination, and focus. I have to fend for myself when I go to other places to compete. I don’t have someone taking care of me the whole time. Because I love this sport so much, I work as hard as I can to become the best I can. To do this, I never give up.
Whatever mountain I am on or ski gear I am wearing I know that I will always have this sport by my side. Skiing does not just have to be competitive. I personally hate competing. I just envy when I get to go out there and train for something I
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